Shes his not mine Ive folded my cards I'm done so Hun hold him in your arms I'm sick of his face I'm sick of his lies if i could i id shoot him between his eyes in a instant Head fall dead down to the ground and id laugh for a second while walking around I'm really fed up I'm going insane I'm writing this poem so you know my name so please the keys lock them into my head because I'm stuck in drive gage alone and unfed
