Nothing Good About Goodbyes

Nothing good about goodbyes Never again clapping thighs Never get to lock eyes and share Pure connection I'm flexing but these diamond Gucci shades Big spinners on the Escalade And lush mansion gardens Hide the hurt that's in my heart My thoughts are getting dark Vantablack Bumpin' Duffy in the Cadillac I wish this rain would clear up I'm just making a lasagna for one We're done But I promised You've got a home as long as I've got mine The offer still stands But The Admiral's lying down Non-commissioned officer Wiping tears with platinum jet-wipes In my jet-boat Feel like I'm floating down the Styx But I hate that band What's the point of being rich If you can't share the bands What's so good about I could've done without it I could've done without it What's so good about Nothing good about goodbyes You were the best of guys Lord of the hill King Wilbur Still the feistiest bastard Till the day that you left And now we're all fucking haunted You'll hold a vaunted place In my heart, till the day that I join ya Be a long while yet, goddamnit Maybe you can help me catch that rabbit In the basement In Super Mario 64 I keep thinking that I'll see you walk through that door But I won't Thanks for the memories Jiminy jilickers cat-man You were the best fucking cat, man I love ya Wilbur