Every Thunderstorm Comes Equipped With Silver Lining.
(That's not the title. This one is still untitled. Sometimes even when life is shit, good things come of it).
It’s fucked that the simple things are out of place
That’s why I cling to memories with a tight embrace
I watched you leech the system on your fall from grace
I swear I used to love you, now you’re just a waste of space
She’s got a sharp tongue like the taste of hate and razor blades
The beating of the sun makes me miss the rain of better days
The way her mouth runs makes the truth a bitter haze
And she’s the only one who cums at the ending of the cabaret
That’s her little game that she plays all afternoon
And maintains but she complains that she hasn’t got the spoons
So she’ll stroke a dick or two to try and quicken up the score
And she snorts her first line before the cum has hit the floor
And she always acts adorable to hide she doesn’t love herself
You’ll find the things she loves in the corner of a dusty shelf
That’s where you’ll find her drugs, that’s the only thing she keeps there
I thought I had a spot, but an addict never plays fair.
I can’t negate my own responsibility.
At the end of the day we’re all addicts being shitty
It’s par for the course, of course, no remorse
I let her ride my dick while she was riding the horse
And that’s not me bragging about the size of my member
Just me admitting that there’s nights I don’t remember
But we’re the perfect combination if you think on it enough
Cause I use love like a drug and drugs are all she loves
So this is me saying goodbye to you, ‘cause honestly
You were lots of fun, but you lack a certain modesty
Now my roomates know what you’re doing on the side
And they want to know how much it would cost to take a ride
Goodbye. No, fuck it, you only get bye
The good was used up after all the times I tried
To fix what was broken, but you didn’t give a fuck
So peace out bitch, I wish your dog best of luck.
