Mystic

I saw you in a tarot card
Saw you walking down the boulevard
Don't know which was worse
Hadn't seen you since your 21st

I keep up on your horoscope
Think I still love you but now I don't know
How you spend your time
Im sure you're a waste of mine

Stop trying to sell me something
Spent so much and still got nothing
Missing you turns me into a mystic
I miss when i still thought that all that stuff was bullshit

Reading palm lines like a litmus test
Still not over you I try my best
Swear I'm doing fine
Making Rorschach in spilled wine

If i still feel it
That must mean something
Wish you'd remind me all the reasons i thought you were wrong for me

Stop trying to sell me something
Spent so much and still got nothing
Missing you turns me into a mystic
I miss when i still thought that all that stuff was bullshit