It feels really good, to be hated.
But hey, that is what I chose...

She said there is nothing like a daydream,
A striking chord to change the scene...

I am beyond dealing with you,
Your backstabbing ways...

Take a break from cooking,
to hold this baby boy...

You have given me the most precious gift that can...
You have given me a shoulder to cry on...

The Wind here is strange,
It howls in the middle of the day...

Can't run unless you fall,
If you never try you can't mess up...

Why so much torment?
Enough pain is had...

So outraged, I just want to be left alone
So happy, I finally have someone...

She sat on my back steps,
and smoked a cigarette...

It sits and waits,
like a terrible monster hidding its head...

Dirty, long sleeves,
wonder what they hide...