Oh, it's you again?
Didn't I tell you I didn't ever want to see your face again?
Oh, so you didn't believe me, huh?
Didn't I tell you I was gonna change?
I guess you heard my subconscious calling you,
I was chasing you in my dreams last night,
My soul screaming your name, echoing out,
“Cain, Cain,Cain,Cain,Cain, Cain,”
I was shaking, and scratching and sweating you,
Wanting to taste you like a newborn baby
wants his mother's breast milk,
Just like a junkie,
I sat and rocked back and forth,
Praying to God that this feeling would go away,
I wouldn't crave you, taste you, need you so badly,
I couldn't shake the feeling,
My veins pulsating, like a twenty-year old heart beat,
So what do you want this time?
You've gotten my soul,
Even my husband,
My Spirit, you say?
That was the one thing I held on to tight,
'Cause I knew it was all I had left,
I just need one more hit though,
…..This is it, no more
……Honest this time
I promise to God,
I don't need you to exist,
Operator, operator, I've been disconnected,
Somebody help me!!!!
Operator can you reconnect me?