Fuck was I

love grows in me like a tumor

parasites bent on devouring its host.

I'm developing my sense of humor

till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth

till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet

skillet on the stove 
is such a temptation

maybe I'll be the lucky one 
that doesn't get burned

what the fuck was I thinking?

love plows through me like a dozer

I've got more give than a bale of hay

and there's always a big mess left over

with- what did you do?

and what did you say?

skillet on the stove 
is such a temptation

maybe I'll be the special one 
that doesn't get burned

what the fuck was I thinking?

love tears me up like a demon

opens the wounds and fills them with lead

and I'm having some trouble just breathing

if we weren't such good friends 
I think that I'd hate you

if we weren't such good friends 
I'd wish you were dead

oh, is so embarrassing

I'm this awkward and uncomfortable thing

and I'm running out of places to hide it