when did chivalry die?
or is it that you dont care enough to try?
i dont want to get high
but the thought of your hand
on my thigh
makes me feel ill
so, ill swallow a pill
and pour up a glass of your favorite whiskey
and the bite on my tounge
and the hole in my gut
will still feel better
than the way it did to see you with that slut
funny thing love is
like cancer inside my liver
the thought of us no longer makes my lip quiver
in fact i have never been sicker
the thought of your lingering fingers
makes me want to pull the trigger.
