so kill me now
before i explode
so you can beat me
to what i have always wanted to do
you always need to be better
you always tried to be better
but better than what?

im not looking you in the eyes
when i tell you that its good bye
you wont believe me anyways.
will you?
you'll laugh and tell all your friends
about, the boy that you pretend
to love . . .
do you really love me? at all?

quite frankly im tired
of sitting in this room
these magazines really bore me.
you really fucking bore me yeah.
so get the fuck out the shower
lets go out to dinner . . .
and act like we give a shit
about us.

on to my house, we have to go now
we are clawing at eachother's clothes
i can say some nice things
to get you in the mood
but it does not matter cuz you are
always in the mood . . . you slut.