mr mindless

You took the door out from my life
Your loss left me in grief

I sat there upon the pavement,
homeless, and you spoke words of
how you broke the rules of the game

I cried, my barred out mind
was twirling in an upwind, I
wanted to die, but on the
rope my grip remained

My savior came chanting to me,
a slick move, my former butterfly
lover, oh how I still crave his
touch, his love

But you, partying with pals,
strumming on your best friend
having a grand time, could care less of
me, almost murdered on the street

Months of lost contact, and now
you return with a lively
dream, asking for me to come back

But sadly, I can't object