I have smoked a lot, I'm sorry
I'm imagining unicorns in the air, and seeing rainbows everywhere
I'm getting crazy, I'm being lazy, I'm thinking of leaving school
I really
Don't know
What to do
But I'm still loving you
You screw it up, you fucked me up, and now I think you had enough
And you don't know how much I planned to be with you till the end
And now that you're back I would prefer to be run over by a truck
I have smoked a lot, I told you
I'm really trying to stop, and find a job
But if I do, I would ask: Where are the unicorns that I said in the first paragraph?
So I decided to keep on dying
Than being with you
Look what you did to me, am I happy? Can you see?
It came slowly and it will kill me the same way
