What's Left of Me

What’s left of you? What was there to begin with? Dude, you were a washed-up singer from a third-tier boy band without any significant prospects when you found yourself a curvy blonde meal ticket. So if you think we’re going to sit and listen to you weep about the fact that the marriage you pimped out to MTV in service of your career shockingly didn’t work out, you are sorely fucking mistaken.