Goodnight

You say he's your everything

What about me and the songs that we'd sing?

Are you with him because he's tougher?

Quick hand me my puffer

Seeing your picture takes my breath away

I wish you could be mine today

But instead you want him

I'll continue to shoot but be denied by the rim

You're my last shot in life

I'd like to call you my wife

But your words are sharper than the knife

Yes, the knife that I hold

I'm giving you my cards, I fold

This only seems right

So until tomorrow, goodnight