Penny for my thoughts you say
A  penny ain’t enough
You say you love me for my mind
But now it seems you’re stuck.

See I’ve seen you smoking
Though you swore you quit
And while I don’t mind lying
I just can’t get over this.
Did you think I’d miss you?
As you hid downtown?
I visited my brother there
The weekend that I found
Out about your trysts and secrets
Your unfaithful bliss
Yeah I don’t mind lying
But what secret life shit is this?
I don’t want to hear it.
I don’t want your excuse
Just pack and leave okay?
And take your stupid flute.
Before I break something
That you really need
Or shove that instrument somewhere
That will make you bleed.