loss

The grass is looking greener

Cause every other day it's harassment and subpoenas

And words we didn't meaner

You hurled 'em like a stinger

Disturbing my demeanor

So I don't know who to be

Can't see your own faults but can tell me mine to a T

I swear you left me hanging

Like I'm tied up to a tree

A true hate crime

The way you crossed relationship boundaries like the state line

Smiling in public knowing everything aint fine

Bittersweet...I swear I taste wine

Your esteem's low, so you feel a need to deflate mine