Song for a Bad Omen

I’ve said this twenty three times now
but I smashed every mirror to ignore
the omens you said would haunt me

Just because I crossed the path
of your black cat doesn’t mean
I had anything to do with his disappearance

It’s just bad timing
It’s just bad timing

I’ve got four days to pretend
I’m happy without you but
I broke my dreamcatcher...

I kept seeing you over and over
I was stepping on the cracks
of my heart... yeah

It’s just bad timing
It’s just bad timing

Been ripping the four leaf clovers
and I flushed away your rabbits foot necklace
Goddamn superstition is flawed
I’m still alone

The End

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