Groggily

I put down the stars from the sky
Just for You not for I - It has to be your pleasure
NOT my!

Maybe it has to be like this!
I bought you flowers,
I wacked me with people,
I gave you my last kiss.

I was a smuck, a blithering idiot,
but you girl are really crazy,
to not married me..

Your life will be like florescence,
like a brimstone butterfly...
in the end there is just you and him.


There is no You and I
and it has to be your foult-
not my!