When you wreck my ipod while doing your bussiness on the cord,
spending my money in a way I certainly can not afford,
I promise myself to be better at forseeing,
when cutest little you will be pooing or peeing.
Too much money down the sour, sour drain.
After all, you should feel the luck of not beeing in pain.
Even though the fault is entirely mine,
I can't help but shiver with anger all the way in to my spine.
Inga kommentarer:
Skicka en kommentar