Was a mistake
To think I was in ingrate
To be sure we would not relate
It would nothing if not great
Was a mistake
To be so friggin unsure
To think it wasn’t so pure
Like a 100 year old liqoure
Rethink your thought
I’m putting you on notice
I am the best kind of lotus
I would treat you like a FLOTUS
When you showed me the way that you were going
And it didn’t jive with what we both were knowin
I stood and looked through the sun
Baked and floored by what you had done
Was a mistake
You let the feelings cross the river
Without so much a dither
And you made that emotion wither
Was a mistake
I’m not less of a villian
I’m hopeless and I still am
But I treat pleas like spam
When you posed on the track you were leading
I knew that I had to change my breathing
From the warmth to the cold of the evening
And that there would be no words of meaning
Make no mistake
I haven’t given up the fight
I still have more might
And I’m not caling it a night
Make no mistake
There may be one in the game
But I won’d back down until there is no one to blame
