I’m such an ass You don’t even know Devoid of class No love to bestow I plant despair

Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy

The world that I was born into Is not the world I want I work to try to get back to A one that values plants

I know we have a special bond Because we can’t help get along Find pleasure in the naughty songs And all the rights within our wron…

I write You read I talk You listen I huff

Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny

I missed out on Our baby’s clues I didn’t feel Her in your womb But now she’s here

Maybe you could teach me how To tighten up my shit And maybe I could show you how To loosen up a bit Maybe we could be the spark

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

I stretch your being You respond with shocked intrigue Sparks dance in-between

Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end

My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold

Had a day that felt like two Glad to be at home with you Sight for sore eyes, love exude Now at peace since I smelled Moo

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

You ever dream That we could have A love so great A smooth so salve It’s in the cards