Chorus-
I know you chose another man, but I'll never be off your mind.
Though you hold another hand, It'll never quite feel like mine.

Verse 1-
She's unique... just like everyone else.
Happier as the person she hated. I can tell.
And, well. I ain't righteous as I always pretend to be.
Clear conscience? That's a sign of a hazy memory.
Can't even remember reason I ever really forgot for.
Use to think it was indecision. Now I'm not sure.
Recently, at least. Thought I was right
'til I knew the consensus of people agrees with me.
Please believe. I hate being alienated from your planet.
I guess that pain is the only language you animals understand
on every corner of the earth where good girls are found.
Now, I'm aborting the search cause the world is round.
Twirling counter clockwise in a slow wind while hourglass shaped
fast dates make that ass shake in no time.
This same song was out of sync when it came on.
No more stringing me along from long range I'm
putting bass in my vocals. I hope you're taking notes. Your out
of the loop and your whole pitch isn't worth making jokes about
with the dudes. No one is laughing. I swear on my favorite
hat that I wear. You think you've mastered the rare art of having a man
trapped in a snare? Well as many kicks you've sent crashing me
square in the bells, I can no longer drum up enough passion to care.
Cause it's not the same. You've got the key to my heart,
but the lock is changed to keep us apart. Speaking of hearts,
We're two of a kind. I played joker while deceit grew in your mind.
Didn't reveal your cards. I deal with it. I'm doing just fine.
Quitting this game was easy. Done it. Numerous times.
We trade the upper hand. It's a continual design.
Hurting me was the last thing you wanted to do.
Well, ultimately, it looks like you're finally gonna get to
You were the one I chose. I suppose everyone knows
a rose you pick no longer grows. Then you dispose of it.

(Chorus)

Verse 2-
Hold on. I've got a sinus. Ah… ah... ah-hate-you.
You make me sick as a virus. I ain't crying.
My eyes are moisturizing, cause otherwise,
they get dry in high climate. Ok I'm lying.
The truth is that I asked Jesus for some type of emotion,
so why did it have to be this one? Christ must be joking!
Funny how I nailed you holding hands. Now, what's the point
when I only get shot with the finger you're armed with at the joint
of a cold shoulder. Eye suppose everyone nose.
Hear me? Eyes? Nose? Nothing? Never mind. Let's head to your toes.
It's no feat. See, kind of like confined calves.
You need a leg to stand on. But, you're riding my ass.
Well, the saddle tore, so when I tried to be hip,
most of all it came off more so like I'm a dick
posted tall. Why get sore, though? I decided to quit
moping like a spineless pussy and grow the balls to confess.
It took some guts, but I stuck my neck out and got it off of my chest.
Now, call me heartless. I guess I'm heartless. Yes.
You tossed it in the garbage. That's heartlessness.
I'm cool. It was large enough to pick every shard up and
build a wall for my carcass with It's hard to see a future.
We share a past, though. That's how I know you only face the truth
when you wear a mask. Truthfully, who would choose to be
flawless to the T? When you think about it, Improving meant
that you lost a use for me. A beast of burden. My apologies
for needing your affections most when I least deserved 'em.
At least it appears that way to the naked eye, but wait a guy
worth your tears won't preserver for the purpose of making
a real lady cry. They say lust never leads to friendships
and friendships that end never really began to begin with.