So I feel like writing...
And I'm really not sure why, or even what
So I've been reading myself for a while now,
and You may think it's enough time
But that's why You don't realize
exactly why You didn't care
Cuz all You want and all You need,
can get it by spreading your legs...

So I see myself in the same place now...
The same place I was before
Or maybe not quite the exact same place
but at least around
Well, I'm no longer sure I care
though the more I said it the more I lied
But who cares for sure anyway?
I know You don't
not even if I was there...