this heart that you once knew

this heart has since been sold

and when karma came around

it hit your heart ten fold

and now I feel on higher plain

I'm looking down on you


I've got you around my finger

mother always makes things better

and I'm not better anymore


my confidence is high

and my nose for once turns up

your spitting out excuses

but your speech is yet abrupt

and there she is

she's like the wind

she comes and goes

leaving me breathless


this rabbit hole gets deeper

I'm losing grip with finger

well I'm not better anymore


I won't absorb you anymore