You reveal depth to me like hallmark sentiments
through unwritten words, you talk of being more intimate
Rewinding time and trying all of this again
Since when did our this become ridiculously complicated?
I listen to you, astute, hanging on every word
your long distance neediness sounds cleverly doctored
Regale me with a few lies and promises so conjured
out of thin air; rare to see game this haggard.
Does she know about your suto confessional?
or how we both met; more or less professional
Think she would appreciate your late night unfaithful
This generic sincerity is exhibit A, counsel
Your just as fake as your hallmark sentiments
mass produced, reused, sealed and licked; send it again
Deprive me of your washed up oral remnents
The best thing for you to do now, friend, is subscribe to silence.
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