Stupid boy
You one dimensional selfish
Typical bastard
You’re a stupid boy
So predictable
In your uneasiness and your doubt
But isn’t that what my love’s about?

Stupid boy
Did you know I was a mother
Who would hurt for you
Long after I hurt you
Supposedly
Got some skeletons in your closet
And one looks a lot like me
Remember when you and I were a we?

And then you say that you needed
Your freedom and your space…
Well I found it…
Below your scalp…behind your face.