Buffoon

Hate your name, can't even mention.
Used to call you compost heap.
Full of hypocrisy sham and that thermometer you tiefed.
You're so blackguardly.
Should admit you really got me.(Ew)

I used to argue when they said your head is empty little box.
You're only good at spreading gossips about the neighbors in your blocks.
You're so nefarious.
I can't keep it inside of me.

You're scant, not funny at all.
Nobody laughs at your jokes.
You're never breaking your balls.
Looked only smart till you spoke.
You tried to make me feel less,
not even worth half of me.
You used to try all your best,
but were called uncouth clownish simp.
Hillbilly, bored silly.
Go back to your home, you're side-splitting buffoon.

And I believed you, when you said, that what we have it's not just fun.
Oh, when I found her lights and thunder have told I should have turn to run.
You said you're good guy.
The pretty smile of a bad liar.
Your little smirks, you said you've learned I've paralyzed you by my eyes.
And I've been happy till it happened, you needed only summer ride.
You said like it's a trifle.
Skin deep, but went death spiral.

You're scant, not funny at all.
Nobody laughs at your jokes.
You're never breaking your balls.
Looked only smart till you spoke.
You tried to make me feel less,
not even worth half of me.
You used to try all your best,
but the called you the simp anyway.
Hillbilly, bored silly.
Go back to your home, you're side-splitting buffoon.

I was too scared to ask, you'd kill with your reply.
Don't you think there is too much honor for your meanest lies?
I tried my best to help, was ready for the truce,
but now I know I've been too grown for little boy like you.

I tried to change your view, ran with these remedies.
I was too stupid thinking you would wear the ring on me.
I thought you could love me, if I was someone else.
You don't know anything, you didn't even love yourself.

I raised me up to the skies, but you took the best out of me.
Left me just wondering if
soon I just die cause of grief.
I tripped and fall in the hole.
It was by you, by your desk.
The hawks got clarion call,
when you turfed me out from my nest.
Now I see me
redeeming.
I'll never get fooled by the boys called buffoons.

And I was crazy to think, that you'd fall in love with me.
I should have known it was cruel,
you were just feverish dream.

I found someone I adore.
He found me wrecked by your smirk.
Was knocking damn heavens door.
Asked God to stop all this hurt.