Platinum will never mean the same again.
My tears are bitter sweet.
My heart is cold in places,
but also warm
but slightly broken,
just like you
just like me.
just like this rhyme
that doesn’t rhyme at all
and then all of a sudden takes a dip – a fall
then rises, victorious, ten thousand feet tall
You know we could’ve had it all.
Gasp for air.
And the tears on my face tastes bitter sweet
And the night is cold, but… the heat…
Because today I heard
My attorney friend called
We got the divorce
We got platinum.
And I am overjoyed and heartbroken all the same
because what this means is that it would be like we never came