Blue Cheese
Chez Ali Lyrics

My mind proceeds with the thought
That there's some other guy who isn't I
tear my eye, broken down on his timeline
My stomach runs on fumes,
nothing there but rotten perfume,
it isn't me to lose my cool like this

With a smile, you turn the knife
Spill my guts on the floor
But wait, hold that thought
I don't wanna hear about this anymore

Brown eyes, drown the white stains
With ease like the flick of a brush
Lost our touch, but how long
Must I wait till we're done
Was it foolish to believe,
hearts and miss ya" meant a thing
If it isn't me, then why'd do me like this

You smile, and turn the knife
Spill my guts on the floor
But wait, hold that thought
I don't wanna hear about this anymore

Contributed by Parker S. Suggest a correction in the comments below.