Porcelain

Katie said that it's unlike herself

To leave her number for a boy who's seeing someone else

She said could you keep you keep a secret

If I wanted to come by

Should've known it'd be a regret

When she wanted to get high

And then she left me with a half smoked cigarette

Falling apart on the porcelain, good as dead

She strung me up in her words again

And dragged my name on the internet to her friends

Missed the social cues