By ratboy
Date: 12 September 1998

Miss Demeanor

why do I need you
why do I crave you
I know you're no good
You're simple
and self-serving
you've maxed out my credit cards
you've slapped my face
when I've confronted you
about the weird phone bills
you've taken everything from me
but you are in my every thought and dream
and I let you get away with everything
I don't care about the dancing
or the phone calls
I just want you in my bed
because you're mean and wicked
and hate my guts