Sweet enough to listen to them.
I abdicated you from all the empty air, you expressed your words so clear,
(I knew your intentions too well)
Give me back those hours miss-invested, Ms. Deceitful.
You should be arrested and, ingested in your crime
Give me something I should believe (Why did I feel anything for you?)
(Why did I feel anything when everything you went against was wrong)
When you're alone thinking, and drinking on your back porch,
I hope you see the marks I left, and they stay fresh in your thoughts.