I loved you.
I loved you.
You were the polish for my toes,
But now you're the toe jam.
You were the cherry on top of my sundae,
But now you're the long piece of hair in it.
You were the apple of my eye,
But now you're the fly that flew in it.
You were the sweet tooth in my mouth,
But now you're the grain between it.
You're the itch that can't be scratched,
The disease that can't be cured,
The white pimple on the tip of my nose,
The stray hair on my girly chin.
I was your game piece in your little game,
The puppet in your show.
I can't believe I was your dancing fool in your court!
Never again.
I loved you.
I loved you.
