I won't sleep in dirty sheets,
sit and wait
while you smoke and think.
I don't wear that shade of pink.
Black's more my style.
Like my heart, and maybe your's too.
So I'll just chalk this up to a dodge -
You like me...
Not enough I guess, more like a fee, flat.
Like falling on your face
Sigh, what a waste.
I can't sit anymore and watch you play nice,
For me, that's a bit of a sacrifice.
You go pick up your pieces, honey,
I got my own