Coat and skirt - Topshop
Chain metal top - personal vintage collection
Oh you thoughts you got me
As if I wouldn't have a boyfriend a month later
Whose intellect would slit your throat
Without cleaning the blade
Oh you hads me pegged
As if I didn't delete my own messages
From someone who had better eyes
To devour my nuances
Oh you felts sorry for me
As if I didn't stare up at the ceiling
Wishing you weren't so mind-numbing
Replaying anyone else
Oh you wanteds to settle down
As if you weren't a sufficient heart to break
Because the drama was a bloodletting
And I was on fire
Oh you didn'ts think I had a plan
As if I was some sort of normal
Who didn't painstakingly set up the dominoes
Then prepare the poison
Oh you knews I was crazy
As if you were even capable
Of something less boring than mediocrity
Or producing a good elixir
Oh yous yielded little return
As if I thought your corpse could carry me
To loving myself enough
To never even bother with charades
My mistake
But thanks
For being the penultimate toy to play with
Before I grew up
You couldn't even make the worst cut
But I guess
It doesn't take much
To top you
