Vodka Paper

Vodka Paper

A Poem by Moth Phoenix
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Just another song to add to the let's diss my stupid ex-boyfriend.

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Write your lies on my skin with a razor, 

your lips make them stay forever. 

That s**t is the vodka,

and she was the chaser. 

I can’t seem to shake you,

remembering everything we used to do. 

No I’m not sorry, and I don’t want you back, 

boy my life is now finally on track. 


Take this to heart cause I’m a b***h,

your glassy eyes were the snitch. 

Don’t say you’re sorry cause I won’t listen,

I hope you learned your lesson. 


 Tell me how does it feel to suffer,

and know the kind of pain I went through.

Almost two years but I stopped it a few months shy,

You’re really the wrong type of guy. 

Listen to me cause I’m telling you this so,

I’ll never feel sorry for you, no matter how much those tears could show. 


Take this to heart cause I’m a b***h,

your glassy eyes were the snitch.

Don’t say you’re sorry cause I won’t listen,

I hope you learned your lesson. 


I’ll hold those lies, pressed against my skin, and sewed my trust shut,

and with each dame came that bloody cut. 

I told you once, and I told you twice,

with every throw of the dice. 

Put back my heart and cut these ties,

no girl will ever want to deal with your lies. 


Take this to heart cause I’m a b***h,

your glassy eyes were the snitch.

Don’t say you’re sorry cause I won’t listen,


Take this to heart cause I’m a b***h,

don’t blame me, you were the snitch.

Stop saying you’re sorry cause I’m not gonna listen,

sweetheart I hope you learned this dreadful lesson. 

© 2014 Moth Phoenix


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Moth Phoenix
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Moth Phoenix
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