You mustve seen it coming from up close
The fellows frank in feelings he talks blunt
Too late to weep or do an overdose
The fellow dropped you first in public stunt
The flaws too many half you neednt hunt
Your filters let you down you figured rest
In promiscuity hed take lechers punt
You proffered me your pal as special guest
The fellow was a whinger come to jest
The rich and poor the plain and beautiful
Took haze off him he burnt the cryptid pest
Aside to dolls too dull and dutiful
I spoke to him today about your split
And he explained your pain I gave a whit
Chorus split break rupture
