I've got a good idea let's make a deal,
And then you come back home and don't complain,
About the way I said it made me feel,
About the things you've fucked up in my brain.
So you do that and I'll try not to care,
Despite the fact I'm twisted inside out,
And if you've time perhaps one day you'll share
The tiny little details of each bout.
So let's say that a deal's a deal and then
I've done my bit, now that's all in the past.
Yes I did what I had to do but when
It's time for you to play you can't be arsed.
So I sit back and suffer and I die,
And you don't even get it when I cry.
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