I’m tired.
Why am I doing all the work?
Because I care?
Because I’m a woman?
Because I’m stupidly in love with you?
You’re crazy.
And I’m tired, tired of it, and
Tired of you.
Get up and help me.
Get up and put some effort into me.
Get up and kiss me for once.
You’re right.
We aren’t learning anything here,
But how selfless devotion is a waste of time.
You were right,
I’m not the girl for you.
(I never will be).
And
You’re definitely not the man I thought you’d be.
You taste like hypocrite.
You taste like dark stupid masculinity.
And, baby, it doesn’t taste sweet.
Let’s just hope you taste as sweet as you feel.