If you could see the soul of me You’d know I am a hate machine A pretty face without obscene But, nonetheless, still dubbed unc…

I’d like to find someone That celebrates my self Except this life’s taught me You can’t trust no one else They see your loving charms

To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet

I’ve written things and said some… Wagged my tongue and tripped over… Flapped my gums 'til blue in the f… Never a clue how to win the race Huffed and puffed and circumstance…

To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done

If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?

My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God

Don’t take the past away from me It made me who I am I like the one I’ve come to be A truthful, loving man

I’m like a pretzel Simple ingredients And a bit twisted

Little girls and gay men Love them some Jonathan Can’t reciprocate Wish them a life great

I’ve driven self along my quest I think it might be time for rest To take steps back and then assess What it might mean to be my best

If I had one wish And a pound weighed a ton I’d hope you’d know my heart And the extent of my love

You say that you enjoy people I don’t think that is true You want to be a pure steeple And lord it over fools

Would you wanna hang out some time To see if dreams maybe align Feels like our rhythms could be rh… And these voices might harmonize

I am a simple, joyful man Without a thing you’d call a plan I bounce around and bump into What I would call my Katmandu