Dirty.

You're passed around like a dirty joint.
You're like an STD I just can't seem to clear out,
You're the stain on my prom suit, that I can't get clean.
You're the disease in the air,
And I swear it's intended.
Try and hit me,
I'll try to roll you up.
You're a candle, and I'm melting rocks,
Best to make stains on my silver spoon,
Best to waste the best I've got.
Can't seem to crack the emotion of your cocaine.
But you're like ecstasy only without the ecstasy.
And I'll try to shrug it off like "Whatever."
Put yourself into a coma,
And ask me if I want to sleep forever.
Every hit you give me is like a reused bathroom floor needle,
Except filthy and unromantic.
But I still smile,
I enjoy the way you laugh when I'm on the ground.
You're the dirt in my veins that puts dream spiders to shame.
"Save the Earth." but save me first,
Far more to this than the taxable routine.
And I'll roll you up, melt you up,
You're the STD that I can't let go to waste.
Dirty, passed around from joint to joint
Hope you feel homely, in the tumour of my chest cavity.