You’ve told me that you want me
yet I still felt unwanted
you’ve told me that you need me
but these lies came to haunt me
your mind is irrevocable
it wasn’t unquestionable
that I was eligible for a heartbreak
it’s just me, my soul and my ashtray
in a short break, you gave me a heartache
I picture your face and I get an increase in my heart rate
I get so high, I want to call you, I trip and fall and my phone breaks
I’m not awake
me, my soul, my ashtray and my raw steak
I got a hot plate
I made a hot cake
made some dessert
since I’m here alone
it’s what I deserve
while you go out there and you flirt
I sit here and I hurt
while you’re under her skirt
me, my soul, my ashtray, a glass of wine
I make a toast
you’ve reached the line
this is our deadline
your act has passed
I get that
me, my, soul, my ashtray
