P.o.box Broken Hearts And Credit Cards
Found the one,
The one to share it all,
We burn in our own comfort
And don't see it until it's gone.
Seek the partner,
The partner of your life,
A real house, a real car,
A real suicide
What's love?
It's just a simple word,
A poem about butterflies
But kindness after worth.
Cashed in,
You hold your partner tight,
You love your cat and your dog,
The bank account's alright
Would you stay without all this?
Would you leave for more wealth?
You make me laugh
When you explain the way you met.
I know exactly
You will take what you can get.
Should I quit?
Should I cheat?
Or should I simply burn this system down?
Tear it down!
Get a life!
You will see you could have done much more .
