Mystic

I saw you in a Tarot card Saw you walking down the boulevard I 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 I'm 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 I say 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 I miss when I still thought that all that stuff was bullshit