She’s got Schlitz Malt Liquor, but
I’ve got a garden beyond your wildest imagination
She’ll make you hungover, but
I’ll make you wish you were dead
She unconsciously hates your lion, poisons him daily
I sneak him chunks of liver under the gate
And loosen the screws when no one’s looking
She says, “Shame on you!”
I say, “Bullshit!”
She says, ”You don’t deserve me.”
Out of spite.
I say, “I promise not to say I told you so.”
Out of respect.
She thinks you’ll drown out there
I think you’ll walk on water
She secretly covets your weakness
Because it makes her feel needed
I secretly covet your strength
Secretly, because
Check-mate
