You’re such a poet
I wish I could be Wesley Willis
My words would flow like honey
Sweet and laid on thick
You’re so edgy
You don’t even need a rhyming dictionary
I wipe my hands on your jeans
’Cause they are more distressed
You think I’m pretty without any make-up on
You think I’m funny when I tell the punch line wrong
I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, down
Before you met me, I was a wreck
But things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life
Now every February you’ll be my valentine, valentine
He put it on me, I put it on
Like there was nothin’ wrong
It didn’t fit, it wasn’t right
Wasn’t just the size
They say you know when you know
I don’t know
I felt it
The wire touched my neck and
Then someone pulled it tighter
I never saw it coming
I started to black out and
Then someone said good morning
I took it as a warning
I should have seen it coming
You change your mind
Like a girl changes clothes
Yeah you PMS
Like a bitch, I would know
And you overthink
Always speak cryptically
I should know
That you’re no good for me
Song Lyrics Jakarta Apartment