Mads Langer Poem With No Rhyme Lyrics

She is so f*cked up
And it freaks me out
She is so messed up
Always finds something to worry about
She cries on cue
Ain?t that a sad thing to do?

She is so f*cked up
She's a constant source of pain
Now I decide to f*ck her further up
And flush my past down the drain
I'm on the edge from too much thinking
I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking

I'm a poem with no rhyme
I'm a victim of a crime
I'm a writer with no pen
Desperately searching for ways to write again

Could someone please unlock my heart?
Cause I'm caught in a tragic spell She's my favorite work of art
My own personal hell
She cries on cue
Ain?t that a sad thing to do?

I'm a poem with no rhyme
I'm a victim of a crime
I'm a writer with no pen
Desperately searching for ways to write again

So she's seeing another man
I'm not lost; I just don't know who the hell I am
I'm on the edge from too much thinking
I'm on the verge of dying of too much drinking

I'm a poem with no rhyme
I'm a victim of a crime
I'm a writer with no pen
Desperately searching for ways to write again

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