The wine in your glass, makes every hour more tense

Your red lipstick and red dress adds chaos to what’s already extreme

Your perfect smile, and your derision-based laugh is as loud as a fire

My feelings were strong, they were haywire

They were out of control, and lost

But, when you burned me in your fire,

I realized you don’t deserve that much power, your nothing but a liar.

Your taste was too expensive

And I’m a cheap knockoff

We were never good, we were never in common

I should of never complicated things,

Because now, all I see are extensive fires.