I’m sorry honey but it seems

That I might have burned your toast

And that accidently

I peed in your orange juice

And maybe I forgot to say

I invited mum for holiday

And made a mention to your boss

Of your abusive history

Sold your dog and bought a car

Sold the car, bought jewelry

Sold the jewelry, bought some shoes

Gave your shoes to charity

And we wake up and we break the battle up

Lick a wound or two and then we start anew

I punch your lip, I bite your tongue

I whip your hip, I pierce your lung

I break your jaw and plug your eyes

And I scratch your 45’s

And late at night when I’m alone

Sneak into your telephone

Writing random messages

And letters to the editors

When the house is still and dark

And you think that I’m asleep

I’m on-line with your credit card

Going for a shopping spree

Think that such a tiny world could hatch

Two little birds with such a perfect match

Count on me always

I’ll always be true

I’ll hurt nobody

No one but you