"Gatsby in heaven (jazz cats) While roses fell for my death, the daisies attract gold, it wasnāt a part of the plan, we were supposed to grow old, where the kids? I mean, what I did was pretty bold, but the roles werenāt played, boy tom aināt hit the road, it wasnāt about cash, where the freedom, if it wasnāt bad enough, we were drinking like some heathens, it didnāt get better since daisy planted a rose on the road, left somebodyās wife not breathing, Itās not like she was cheating, Iām what she wants, she tripped over her tongue, she putting on fronts, but Iām confident in my ignorance sheās gonna leave stability, we gon run away far away live lavish in the city, maybe move to Paris if she fucking with me, no hesitation, but Iām dead and thereās no pity, no show to my funeral, my first love did me gritty, maybe weāll be together in the next life, thatās all k could hope for, maybe nick too, that old sport. The plan Hit him with the left, hit him with the right, gonna end the night with another fight, tell him you never loved him, right, we could leave and go catch a flight, we could go to Paris man, hey Juliet, heās just another Paris man, lets not get distracted, we could back home, lets make sure we follow the plan, you know you deserve a man who not gon cheat, you know that you belong with me, so relax and take another drink, and tell tom what you really think, please, I threw every party I could, just for you to be in my arms, and every time I see you its war again, my hearts a ticking bomb, and could you deal with another affair, if you gon leave me for another man, it canāt be tom, nag,
