Passion Fruit

Two years gone down the drain Two years just gone and wasted We had so much to say But never got the chance to say it Passion like the fruit Though maybe not as sweet You plucked me from my roots But couldn't choke down the seeds I think about you almost daily And the way it keeps my shoulders aching Tell me who you're fucking with lately Well I guess you're no longer my baby So take care 'cause I'm dying here Your hair's a mess just like my life I still think about you every night I miss the stars we had up on our ceiling Oh god I really really hate the feeling Like it's my fault and you don't give a shit Like I'm eating passion fruit but I'm swallowing the pith Like it's my fault and you don't give a shit I think about you almost daily And the way it keeps my shoulders aching Tell me who you're fucking with lately Well I guess you're no longer my baby So take care 'cause I'm dying here Your hairs a mess just like my life I still think about you every night Cause we had passion just like the fruit How could I be over you?