Literature
Trash Artist Sculptor
Pay you no attention,
Pay you no mind
Boy, you cried wolf far too many times
You think you have a hold on truth
And this "ain't no lie,"
But you reach enlightenment every month
Yeah I know, you're such an insightful guy
You can't pin this guilt on me
Not accepting anymore blame
Go on then all you double-minded,
Play your mind game
Regrets and realizations
But the cycle just restarts
You're just a broken record on repeat
Playing with my heart
You're just a trash artist sculptor,
And I'm tired of these same old gifts
Dressed up a little differently each time
But still just all thrift
Go show your collection elsewhere,
I don't have time for this
Cause I'm going to guard this heart at all costs,
The one you betrayed with a kiss