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Poem With No Rhyme
[Verse 1]
She is so fucked up
And it freaks me out, yeah
She is so messed up
Always finds something to worry about, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
She cries on cue
Ain't that a sad thing to do?
[Verse 2]
She is so fucked up
She's a constant source of pain
Now I decide to fuck her further up
And flush my past down the drain, yeah
[Bridge]
I'm on the edge from too much thinking
I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking
[Chorus]
I'm a poem with no rhyme
I'm a victim of a crime
I'm a writer with no pen
Desperately searching for ways to write again, yeah
[Verse 3]
Could someone please unlock my heart?
'Cause I'm caught in a tragic spell
She's my favorite work of art
My own personal hell
[Pre-Chorus]
She cries on cue
Ain't that a sad thing to do?
[Chorus]
I'm a poem with no rhyme
I'm a victim of a crime
I'm a writer with no pen
Desperately searching for ways to write again
[Bridge]
So she's seeing another man
I'm not lost, I just don't know who the hell I am
I'm on the edge from too much thinking
I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm a poem with no rhyme
I'm a victim of a crime
I'm a writer with no pen
Desperately searching for ways to write again