Nope-Right All Along

AKA Can I even Swoon?

And so it came to pass,

That I was right all along,

And now the mortar has strengthened,

And your hammer can't bash,

And my claw can't pull.

Shove your book up my a*s,

How could I think I was wrong,

When it came so close to the end,

And I was being so rash,

And you were making me lull.

So maybe again,

We'll try-I'll try-some day,

When we've shot or torn,

Down our brick and mortar,

But no time soon.

I'll go back again,

To life acting so gay,

Just wishing my life as romantic as porn,

You could've made that by being a supporter,

Or was I a loon?

Can I even swoon?