Sob stories of the Substance Abuse Queen
They just don't mean that much to me

Seeing you
Only justifies
Every reason
I choose not to see you

You're not a part of my life
So stop pretending I care

All that's between us
A deep puddle
A shallow ocean
of nothing
You are nothing

I don't give a fuck
About who you're fucking

Stop trying
to make [somthing]
out of
{Nothing}

I want you
to think of me
as inoften
as I think of you

Because all I have
to link to your name
is hypocracy
and ignorance
and the thought
of if you're acctually as fucked-up
as you make yourself out to be

You're name's not even in my vocabulary
So why must I still hear your stories

Too bad for you
I'm just too good
at neglecting the drama
you try so hard to build

I'm sorry kid
but my euphoria
is too strong to be fucked with
by pitiful children
with dirty souls.

All I have
to link to your face
is hypocracy
and ignorance
and the knowledge
that you try so hard
to be as fucked-up
as you make yourself out to be

Keep in mind
your simple mind
is not that hard
to see right through.

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