Poor Goldilocks

Angie, You didn't like the song Dude played for you 'cause you think it's about a junkie I was good to you For nothing Really No love interest No taking advantage Just a starving artist Living in your car I tried to help Just a human being Helping another human being And you helped yourself To everything Steaks, tequila, my good whiskey Even slept in my bed (After trashing your room) Left dirty dishes on my night stand Let your chihuahua pee in my living room Dysfunctional Goldilocks Came home to the stink Dirty dishes piled up Rotten garbage An un-flushed toilet Extremely dysfunctional Goldilocks Night before I left C told me you were crazy Not to let you stay Thought she just didn't like you But C was being a friend She and V were over for dinner Took her two year old To use my bathroom "Did you see this?" (Guess I missed something after two days Cleaning your mess) A light bulb with a straw Taped to the severed socket-end (Found that part in the sink with the dirty dishes... odd) "That's a meth pipe" (V's had some experience with meth heads) Sad Goldilocks "Told you about her." And I didn't listen to my best friend I felt sorry for you Goldilocks And you don't like your namesake song Cause it's about a junkie Now, I think I understand Saw you in the gulch Sitting on the sidewalk As tourists passed by High as a kite "Angie, Angie You can't say (I) never tried."* * From "Angie" by The Rolling Stones