When I was begging the universal chemistry
To force true love on me
To shower affection on me constantly
I’m sure I didn’t clearly speak
Through all the incessant mumbling
Now I have bushels upon bushels of kisses
Hardly any privacy
I can’t go to sleep without love saying
I’m here for you, didn’t you beg for me
Yet I’m still complaining
Still yearning selfishly
to break all of cupid’s arrows
since I’m still jaded internally
Maybe I was too specific
Or maybe not specific enough
Or maybe I just don’t believe in love
And should probably give it up
Cause I think what I really wanted
Was just a warm glazed cake doughnut….