Tuesday, October 5, 2021

Doubt

It was too late to think or have any doubt
So when your damn dog bites, I'll scream
I knew better to trust you or ever believe
And when you kicked my hairy ass out
I found myself here at the end
In a nightmare not a dream
I know, there's nothing I can do
Nothing I can say, not gonna to pout
So quit calling me, think that I'm not home
Not going to answer, you are my sorrow
You are my cancer and I'd rather be alone