You started a fire
That was never supposed to burn out
You started a band
That was cool for a while, but it turned pretty bland
I started a fight
With a neighbor next door and his pesky wife
You started a job
That you hate when you're sober, and hate even more when you're not.
And I know, you hate me too;
You always say you do.
You moved to Japan
Thought a clean bill of health and a camera could show you the plan
I bought a bird
That repeats what I say, but, "I'm lonely" is all that he's heard.
You found a guy
That is clearly the opposite of me, with a black motorbike
I dicked around
But it's just like a movie whose picture is off with the sound.
You started to write
It was subtle at first, but the danger was clearly inside
I don't reply
Due to lack of an ego, and laziness, it cuts like a knife
You say that you're good
Had a baby with biker, and named him "Forest Whitaker"
I'm laying low
On the probable chance you convince me to give him a home
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