he left no time to regret. kept his dick wet with his same old safe bet. me and my head high and my tears dry get on without my guy. you went back to what you knew, so far removed from all that we went through, and i take a troubled track. my arms are stacked. i go back to black. we only said goodbye with words, i died a hundred times. you go back to her and i go back to us. i love you much. it's not enough; you love blow and i love poe. and life is like a pipe, and i'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside.