Keys To My Mansion
You were living rent free in my head,
Your attention was like a drug to me,
Couldn't get enough of it,
But all good things have to come,
To an end,
My mama said you're,
Not good for my health,
I said I can handle it,
I am going to be an exception,
Hah! What are the odds?
I gave you the key to my mansion,
And you locked me out of it,
I was singing to your tunes,
And becoming tone deaf to mine,
Ignored all the signs,
And ended up facing the wall,
Hah! What an apple polisher I am.
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