Shitshow

She’s a fucking shitshow, you gotta see,

I’m in the front row, VIP, it’s like she’s MTV.

Chaos in her wake, she’s a tornado on crack,

can’t tell if I’m dreaming

or if I’m under attack.

She’s wild like a storm, unpredictable as hell,

her life’s a car crash, and I’m under her spell.

Tears and laughter, drama that never quits,

like a rollercoaster ride

through a pit of misfits.

I’m the clown with front-row seats,

watching it demise.

Her heart’s a battlefield,

littered with ex’s and lies,

I’m here with popcorn, enjoying the demise.

She’s a hot mess, like a party gone too far,

a glitter bomb

explosion in the back of my car.

She’s shots of tequila at 3AM,

she’s chaos incarnate, a fucking mayhem.

But damn, she’s got a fire, an unchained soul,

a whirlwind of crazy I can’t control.

I hate it, I love it, I can’t look away,

she’s a fucking shitshow, and I’m here to stay.