you're a crystal meth character
and it's hard to be loyal to anybody except you.
i grinded up your words and now there's ashes under my nose
and i said no when you asked me if
this was a bad habit.
there are rings around my fingers
but not one is made of metal
and i've got rings under my eyes
but i'll say i've never felt better
and i've got ringing in my ears
but it just drowns out any silence
and the rings on every napkin, well,
they just want you to say sorry.
i forged your signature on my own love note
and you might be happy now i'm in a different boat.
but our dotted i's just looked so convincing
and i think we used my favorite pen
and it seemed like we chose some interesting paper
not just the squares you roll your cigarettes with
and this time we didn't make me pay for postage
although the mailman didn't have very far to go.
but i'm okay with that because i think the mailman was tired
or he might have run out of 'could not be delivered" stickers
i think i may have gone insane!
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