What on Earth’s the matter with you?
There’s so much drama in all you do.
Funny though; you say it’s me
Who brings the drama eagerly.
Whatever helps you sleep at night.
Besides, it’s so not worth the fight.
Though I must admit it’s hard
When you play the ‘victim’ card.
Everything I say is wrong
You go on and on all night long
Even when the words are fine
You twist and turn them, redefine!
That’s okay, make them mean;
Something dirty when they were clean.
And; boo hoo hoo; you’re so great.
How could I possibly relate?
You’re wonderful, yes you are.
You really set quite a bar.
And me, I just cannot reach
Perhaps it’s something you can teach?
After all, you broke the mold
And what high standards you do hold.
As you should, it’s only fair
Less than perfect, you wouldn’t dare!
Oooh, you poor little boy thing
I should treat you like a king!
I know, I know, I’m so bad to you
There’s so much more that I should do.
I’m not sure if I can find the time
But least I can do is throw you a dime.
What?… He just stops and stares.
A dime! Now call someone who cares!