Forever Friend

I’m sick to my stomach
Pushing my buttons
Running the numbers
Running on nothing
I thought I would see you around this town
It’s far too big, it drowns you out
Gnawing at my thoughts like a tootsie pop
Clawing the rope into a sailor’s knot
Beg for you to stop and you say “not yet”
How many licks to the center of a man?
Told me you were scared of mediocrity
Why I’m writing this is beyond me
I should get back to that analogy
Nothing sweet is worth the cavity

Got my head on backwards
Thinking you’re after
Another queer thing
Calling card of a chaser
It’s far too mean
I’m far too scene
I’ll leave you on read
Or with an XD
Was it a wild year
Or a roofied beer
That kept you fixated my dear
I know first hand the withdrawal pain
Your actions—you could never explain
You found new friends
To be deranged
Still call me to congratulate
Yourself on your accomplishments
I have to say: I don’t give a shit

I wish you the best I swear I do
I just don’t need to act like I know you