Shoot The Messenger

today you're talking
yesterday you were silent
today you said I love you
yesterday you said noting
today you want to be close
yesterday you acted as if
you didn't know me
I'm confused and I rather
be lonely not because of
contagious circumstance
wondering what's on
your mind half the time
I call you won't break the
 line to answer the phone
you think you're dying
now you're calling me
crying you need me
I'm in a cell like I'm in a
jail behind bars life is
hard I still see stars
not to mention old scars
like scratches on vintage
cars this is hardship not no
Good Ship Lollipop
Fuc Outta Here with that
BS time for me to
speak my mind not just
on paper in rhyme
anybody who ain't had
sh*t to do with me before
this new strand hit it's some
rocks on the ground and
some cans you can kick
really I don't give a Sh*t