shots

i call the shots cause my aim is good

forget-me-nots and smoking wood

in hollywood

i found myself 

inside of you

i wished on a star

till my dreams 

came true

there’s no business like show 

business but you should mind

your own business 

because i call the shots even if

i miss the target, send me

forget-me-knots in my chest

caused by anxiety for you and for me

all i know is i don't wish 

to remember this

so i'm filing for mental bankruptcy 

i'm cashing in these

chips and throwing

away all receipts 

there are no returns from this abyss

so you best get front row seats