My fingers touch hers
Nothing worth feeling
She says there's nothing worse
Than a pretentious human being
I asked her, "Me?"
And she said, "No."
She lied, you see
That much I know

I wanted her to tell me all
The things that make her feel so sad
Little I knew I had to crawl
Beneath the bed to find the lad
She was furious
Why would she be?
She's delirious
It should have been me

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