By Michael (with the temper)
Date: 30 June 2000
Propolyatic
He already made sure
He's wearing a propolyatic around his heart
She bettter make sure
He's wearing a propolyatic on his penis
She doesn't have any self respect
He's taking everything she gives away so easily
He doesn't have much remorse
She's giving everything everything he takes away so easily
She's turned into a meter maid
measure every second he spends with her and how much "loving" that means
He's turned into a cash dispenser
And she wonders why he's done so damn quickly and how much "loving" that means
She's done with him and talking to me
doesn't believe too good to be true -- dammit lady all I'm asking is to get to know you
He's done with her and smiling at me
he knows that instead of me using her its the other way around -- dammit lady don't you want to know me
She's done with him and talking to me
my lines are too perfect and I'm not aggressive enough
I've shown interest too early and that means I'm desperate
I've been emotionally available and that means I'm weak
I've given some of my love for free and that means it's worthless
I've shared some of my inner self and that means I'm not strong enough to dominate and take her over and do her thinking for her like she wants me to. Though I could take her over completely. I just want more than an extra appendage.
I'm getting impatient about wasting my time
I'm too strange and too truthful -- there's something wrong with me
I'm done with her
I'm not wasting my time on a woman that isn't willing to see who I am
I'm done with her
I'm not controllable or easily trapped by open legs and a closed heart
I'm done with her
I'm just looking for a lady that wants to figure me out
I'm just looking for a lady half as strong as me
I'm just looking for a lady who understands
My weakness is my strength
My anger is sorrow in disguise
My energy is emotion tapped and harnessed
My ferocity is terrible and beautiful and frightening
My love is more real and more available than my Visa Card
It's usually the other way around.
I don't want to put a goddamn condom on my heart.
But I might have to.
Perhaps I should invest in Trojan condoms.
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