I don’t understand why you have to lie
How you can say these things and look me in the eye
I can feel your deceit crawling in my skin
Makes me wonder why I ever let you in.
You’re wickedly talented but too lazy to do more
You’d rather lie around all day and pretend you’re not a whore
I have seen your kind, but I always keep an open mind
Because someday I’m hoping there’s a better version of your kind.
Love as it turns out is a Sisyphean task
I seem to have terrible taste and these assholes never last
Where are the genuine, don’t send me another who’s too weak
Pray tell me where is this magic man that I seek?
I’m growing and I’m learning, so please won’t you help me find
Another open-minded soul who’s gentle, fun and kind?