I thought she dropped from Heaven
But all she did was leave
Broke my heart and my credit card
Left me wondering which one to grieve
I thought our time was special
We shared some mystic divine ties
It turns out I had been blitzed
By 140 pounds of sugar speaking 300 pounds of lies
Still life is okay
Fools have to learn
Poets have to write poetry
Even when nagged to pimp out and earn
Awesome used to be an adjective
It is now a proper noun for some
We dont care we wont change
We just sing and hum.