Indescent Gentlemen

We can work this out With my brand new compass pen We can talk this out Just like indecent gentlemen It's over now Here's one more drink for you, my friend Fucked up in style 'Til the very bitter end I've wasted time, stayed up nights, wondered why? Just to figure you out Asking time after time, such a snake Made all the little girls cry Well, you can go to hell If you're not already living there You bust me out my shell And I'll re-pay you in breaths of air Blood on my hands I guess that this makes it two times now My baby had plans But I guessed I wasn't having that I've wasted time, stayed up nights, wondered why? Just to figure you out Asking time after time, you're such a snake Made all the little girls cry