I must've severed everyone I knew on the day
my sisters pointed out the sense to call it quits with
you. People like me if I keep it sweeter and shorter
than I did. What made me want to get sweet up in
your face so I could spit... I really liked you. You
used to chatter like a castanet... haven't heard a
word in two years. If I miss you I can still do a
damn good impersonation. What made me want to
get sweet up in your face so I could spit. I got nothing
to show for it 'cept your Cheap Trick records
and spiders visiting my bed. Every now and again,
I still have trouble sleeping.