You took full stock of what I had to offer
And said in your head I’m moving on
And said in your head I’m moving on
Everything I did was wrong
and sooner or later you were gone
having thought of what she should be
the one you’d call the one
You made a list in your heart
and until you found her you would search on
She’s be shorter and thinner
and more respectful a giver
and sweeter and a little bit bashful inside
She’d like kids and like serving
Be thoughtful and nurturing
she wouldnt yell or care if you lied
and just like Frankenstein’s monster
out of suddenly there she was
And you ate all that bullshit up
gobbly, gobble now youre stuffed
Trapped in a room, together you live
and you’re taking full stock of what she has to offer
and your tongue is numb from boredom
You’re stuck with your mother, a maid yet no fun
She abhors whoredom and you havent fucked in days
You drink just to feel alive some kind of way
And you said in your head I’m moving on
She don’t know that sooner later you’ll be gone
Back to the one where you started from
The first one you called the one was the one
But sorry your original is gone
I finally got the courage to move on
I waited for you, then I knew we were through
When he told me you’d been loving me wrong
But I bet you knew that all along
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 