Don’t bother me with this syrupy poetic stuff
Or share with me all the times you’ve loved, just enough
I see through all the whimsical carefree ploys
To turn charismatic hardened men into “girly boys”
I know you your purpose and I’m not amused at it
You infiltrate my soul and erase the core of it
So take your stanzas and verses, I’ve had enough
I can’t stand it any longer, leave with all the fluff.
