Forlorn conclusion
I only love you when I’m drunk
Well look at me now
Sober as a judge
And still love you just as much

Was it ever love?
Or just an addiction?
Were you just a drug?

Are you my ego?
Or are you my id?
My mirror?
My mother?
My father? My kid?

Manchurian candidate
I’m a sleeper cell
Full of mental masturbate
Will I see you in hell?

I heard a story recently
Reminded me of you
It was about a woman
Who only fucked dogs

Says she didn’t know
What she was doing was wrong.