you've got

you've got that black heart,

                    black soul                                                          

which doesn't make sense with the way you slather on hope like sunscreen, spf 109

you've got those black eyes,

                                          black hands,

                                                                  but you've always preferred green.

good black don't crack, or so they say.

but honey you're cracked.

you're more cracked than crack, and crack is whack (don't do drugs)

you've got those black lungs,

                                          black tongue

and you pretend like you stopped caring a while ago