no more nagrom

she doesnt mind
cause i'm doing the kroke 
like it aint no joke
stuck on escalator 
with roller skates
and no brakes
she just smiles
and destroys life
hand me the knife
this needs to stop
at all costs
with no cops
there is tons on
this brittle plate
ready to crack n break
why cant we go
back to being kids
who didnt know fists
but no, you need this
addicted to this scene
by any means
your face is red
the doors are slammed
relationship is jammed
what more do you want
i'm already on the knees
until they bleed
on the phone
as you scream
who is she (jealousy)
with your vacant stare 
no color in your eyes
you cant even cry
i will always wonder
who the fuck are you
black hair in a marni suit
never knowing what you want
arguing for nothing
with all your huffing and puffing
always wanting your way
never budging an inch
the definition of a bitch
always off
with a stiff upper lip
show me the cliff
cause if this is it
i want out now
before i'm not aloud
to leave at your discretion 
and i'm fenced in
in your never ending trap
with no hopes of escape
and nothing on this brittle plate
saying eeewwwwwww
i really hope i find a knife
to end my painful life.


you think i write this for no reason
you're the main reason why my keyboard is speakin
you think i'm fuckin freakin
bitch, this is the truth and its wreakin.