(lllix)
You wrest some advantage won of my good will,
It's me who swings the giving love at stake,
And you're so facile now that you don't fake
A nice commitment, you shrug that it's nil.
Once I adored you, couldn't cap my fill
Of your plans, dreams and values; my heartache
Is such that I could boo you without break,
Or poke my pink tongue out at you to chill.
I'd rather motormow lawns, take out trash,
Or steam iron satin skirts than waste time on you;
Lying next to you my teeth begin to gnash,
I dream about unknown men nude and new.
You never compromise, acknowledge a point,
My bending back has put our love out of joint.
(Chorus)
o point
o dot
o stop
