Pool party

My ex-lover is on his bachelor’s party

Down in Mexico

Drinking sweet and sour margaritas

And his friends floating on pink pool donuts

The dread of liquor slowly slips onto his tongue

Slipping into synthetic tranquility

Intoxicating for a moment

Sickeningly sweet for a lifetime

Tried to have your cake and eat it too

Or maybe you thought I’d fall in love

Before it was too late

What a dangerous game

Of Russian roulette

Missed my heart by a mile

But yours got shot instead

Well good luck babe

You won’t find me anywhere

Even in the scenery of your wildest dreams

Why would I need a ring

When I’ve got the world on a string?