You can’t see the forest for the trees
Her name is on your tongue like a disease
A disease
Glued together like a broken vase
Veiled behind a clandestine mask
The sorrow that you’re feeling for her pendulum swinging
Sever these ties like Christmas ribbon
I know you’re not sleeping and I
Know that you’re seeking a silver lining
But it’s not up her skirt
Cause she’ll drink you in and then spit you out
And you’ll come crawling back to the taste of her mouth
This purgatory isn’t mandatory
Sever these ties like Christmas ribbon

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