The Short Story Long

You ask me who I’ve been with, and do I know all their last names?
And I can’t answer honestly which leaves me open and ashamed
I beg you for forgiveness, you say there’s no need to explain
But now I feel uncomfortable. We’re distrustful still the same
You’ve finally seen your end light tunnel, upwards with a jar
So cute you give me a headache, a black hole stole your heart
So fast you became important to me so fast now you are not
Fondle Fuck and Forgive eventually, this is how we taint our hearts
It was a twenty six night stand, embarrassed but I understand
A condition of loneliness feels so second hand
The idea of getting rid of what you’ve got, does the prospect make you hot?
You’re realizing on your projection, I’m forgetting I am not