You use such pretty words
When you lie to my face
Atrophy
Turns into villainy.
I like to take my time
When it comes to you
And when I say that its over
What will you do?
There’s nothing left inside
Just me inside
Would you like to see?
I hate everything
That reminds me
Of fucking. you.
There’s nothing left inside
Just me inside.
Would you like to see?
I hate everything
That reminds me
Of
fucking
you.
This hypocrisy still burns
Away with the sins
It makes my stomach turn
Like this shit.
Again.
And I like to take my time
When it comes to fucking you.
And when I say that it’s over
What will you fucking do?
You use such pretty words
There’s nothing left inside
Would you like to see?
I hate everything
That fucking reminds me
Of
fucking
you.
Joshy Boshy.
There’s nothing left inside
Would you like to see?
I hate everything
That reminds me
Of
fucking
you.
There’s nothing left inside
Would you like to see?
I hate everything
That reminds me
Of
fucking
the kush.
There’s nothing left inside
Would you like to see?
I hate everything
That fucking reminds me
Of
fucking
Josh Kushner
You.
I wish I remembered fucking YOU.
(Originally published on Coffee & Cigarettes, 2008)
