I keep reading all that graffiti on your back
You brush over it but the paint begins to blister and crack
Well, I can see that she forgot to cross a T, an oversight
Why dont you just tell her to finish what shes started
And get it right
My script has a lighter touch
She leaves an impression
And when you find her a bit too much
Im not your concession
Refrain:
Well, there are things you cant undo
Although your conscience needs you to
And if theres decency in you
Its barely breathin
This is not your typical dysfunctional mess
Cause not once ounce of guilt is coming over you
You wont confess
But your essancereeks of her
Shes in my bed
And your speech is well rehearsed
Its not in my head
-Refrain-