An older version of me
Is she perverted like me?
Would she go down on you in a theater?
It was a slap in the face
How quickly I was replaced
And are you thinking of me when you fuck her?
Well I’m here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know