I sleep to wake up to him,
I breathe to make out with him.
My chances of this happening,
are pretty god damn slim.

You sit on the toilet,
with your pants down to your ankles.
You wonder what you ate?
It must of been those Lays Ruffles...

I know I sound complicated,
but life is a complicated place.
Maybe if you knew me,
I'd remember your pathetic face.

If you're friends are questionable,
then deffinetely question you're friends.