Waterwings (And Other Poolside Fashion Faux Pas)

You always had the blondest hair

Chlorine stripped your skin pigment

The cash was worth the fucking change

At the pool from open to close

Rake the bottom for loose change

A job that afforded luxury

The image still hurts my eyes

But it probably lead to his divorce

White chlorine burns so bright

It's also probably the reason (sometimes I fear the night)

Why his son hates him (when addiction)

Now your blood is so toxic (became surprise)

So toxic with chlorine that you only

Have three months left to live

Red stained eyes, red stained eyes

Was all the change worth it?

Was the divorce worth it? (red stained eyes)

Was it what you wanted? (red stained eyes)

To never see your son again? (red)