this woman knows not what she's done to me,
she's pushed and pushed and provoked me -
she's sent me mixed messages,
from wanting tender love,
to want to tie me down.
What am I supposed to do,
excuse me for not wanting
anything to do with you,
especially not since you drove me
to almost insanity.
I'm sorry my dear, wait,
no, I'm not.
I've swallowed paint thinner
and fire for too long now,
it's been too long to begin
to think about letting you
back into my life -
Don't you hear the exit music,
can't you hear the orchestra swell,
don't you see the door -
I suggest you walk out now,
be civil,
before security shows you out.
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