You come knocking on the door,
But I won't let you in,
I gave you much but refuse you more,
You gave me less to expect me to rebegin.
You've got nerve,
I'll give you that,
To come asking for what you don't deserve,
Hoping I'll let you back.
Oh doctor, you must have gotten sick,
Somehow scratching down my gate,
Like a dog wanting past my wall of brick,
How can you forecast me to ameliorate?
Oh I'm sure,
All that you saw,
Were waterfalls of cure,
Elixir to your every flaw.
I can't fix your pain,
I can't help that you're addicted,
To let you back would put my name to shame,
So why should I fix it?
You put me in this circumstance,
I might as well be in the brig,
So take this second chance,
And make it big.
You have to take it,
To make it,
But remember not to forget it,
Because it is the last you'll ever get.
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