Cayan

Now...
Its...
Gone
Away
So long, so long

The pictures in my head of what could never be.
You cut me off, you let me down, you lied to me.
I take you out, I rub you down, I sell you shoes (!)
So fuck your trust, your perfume, and your mother too.

Where's my T-Shirt?
Where's my money?
Fuck you and your cat.