Poem With No Rhyme
She is so ****** up
And it freaks me out
She is so messed up
Always finds something to worry about
She cries on cue
Ain't that a sad thing to do?
She is so ****** up
She's a constant source of pain
Now I decide to **** her further up
And flush my past down the drain
I'm on the edge from too much thinking
I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking
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
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
She cries on cue
Ain't that a sad thing to do?
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
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
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
Poem With No RhymeLRC歌词
[00:00.84]She is so ****** up
[00:06.23]And it freaks me out
[00:12.16]She is so messed up
[00:17.06]Always finds something to worry about
[00:24.13]She cries on cue
[00:30.17]Ain't that a sad thing to do?
[00:35.33]She is so ****** up
[00:42.00]She's a constant source of pain
[00:47.48]Now I decide to **** her further up
[00:52.02]And flush my past down the drain
[00:59.01]I'm on the edge from too much thinking
[01:05.67]I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking
[01:13.35]I'm a poem with no rhyme
[01:25.18]I'm a victim of a crime
[01:36.64]I'm a writer with no pen
[01:45.52]Desperately searching for ways to write again
[02:02.21]Could someone please unlock my heart?
[02:07.99]Cause I'm caught in a tragic spell
[02:14.16]She's my favorite work of art
[02:19.35]My own personal hell
[02:26.47]She cries on cue
[02:32.19]Ain't that a sad thing to do?
[02:40.60]I'm a poem with no rhyme
[02:52.03]I'm a victim of a crime
[03:03.79]I'm a writer with no pen
[03:12.28]Desperately searching for ways to write again
[03:30.21]So she's seeing another man
[03:35.87]I'm not lost; I just don't know who the hell I am
[03:41.76]I'm on the edge from too much thinking
[03:48.11]I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking
[03:59.02]I'm a poem with no rhyme
[04:10.08]I'm a victim of a crime
[04:21.78]I'm a writer with no pen
[04:30.77]Desperately searching for ways to write again