Is it kinda terrible,
That I've made my emotions a bit flammable,
Light and match and there you have it,
Has my empty seat given her a place to sit?
The man in the street with the bloody suit,
His smile, it's so absolute.
The whiles so tempting, he seems so sweet,
You're nothing to him but another piece of meat.
She has won you fair and square,
And I am not content with simply kissing air.
Give me a smile, deary, give me a while,
I can't be your girl for an hour,
Just let me run so things won't sour,
Baby Boy, let me be a coward.
I can't stop looking into those eyes,
Their making me just so f*****g high,
Better than acid, better mary-Jane's thighs,
Those eyes of yours, they have me reaching for the skies.
She has won you fair and square,
And I am not content with simply kissing the air.
Give me a smile, deary, give me a while,
I can't be your girl for an hour,
Just let me run so things won't sour,
Baby Boy, let me be a coward.
While I'm gone, baby boy,
Leave my mail on the table,
You think you're just so freakin coy,
You've taken from me my only sense of joy,
Oh Angry Bobby, you always were the sinner,
Now I'm the only one walking off as a winner.
She has won you fair and square,
And I am not content with simply kissing the air.
Give me a smile, deary, give me a while,
I can't be your girl for an hour,
Just let me run so things won't sour,
Baby Boy, let me be a coward.