Come in from work, look me up and down,
Surveying me with a slight frown,
What's she said this time,
Searching your face for some sign,
Probably I'm rude,
And my language is crude,
Maybe I'm insensitive,
Too hard to live with,
Perhaps I should go,
Leave you and throw,
My love for you away,
Same as you did today.
But then, if I leave this place,
I bet you'd still give chase,
Why? I have no idea,
That's just the way you are,
I'll gamble my luck, like rolling a dice,
Come up to you both and try to be nice,
Then you'll tell me I'm being fake,
Make me cry, my tears form a lake,
Next I'll keep out your way,
Then you'll say I'm spoiling your day,
Seems I can't do nothing right,
But at the end of the tunnel, can I see some light?
