You’re Ugly

Loving you was a bad habit
Fucking you was my greatest mistake
I know you think that it was yours, too
But my love, that was setting fire to a flame

You said that I was “too intense”
You only wanted to be friends
I guess if I am fucking crazy
I should act like it, then

And tell you your art sucks
And you’re ugly
And who gave you the right
To do this to me?

And you kiss bad
And you smell like weed
And who gave you the right
To do this to me?

You say you see yourself in me
That’s fucking rich
You fucking wish you could be half of me

Jesus Christ, I’m made of stardust and fire
I glow in the night

And your art sucks
And you’re ugly
And who gave you the right
To do this to me?

And you kiss bad
And you smell like weed
And who gave you the right
To do this to me?

And you’re delusional
And you’re strung out
When you can think clearly
Maybe you’ll think of me