La La La -

Four score and a few more days ago

I asked if you could open me slow

I guess, in a way, you did your part

But, bitch, I meant my heart

I’d be happy to write a love song

If someone could stick around long enough

For me to compose the first verse

But each time just gets worse

So I sing la la la…

You’re the five hundred twenty five thousand

Six-hundredth person to tell me that

No one could ever love me, I’m crazy

And that may well be

I unwashed my hands in the sludge from your mouth

When you told me to eat your heart out

Though I blessed the food, it was just my luck

To your heart my tongue got stuck

So I sing la la la…

We set sail a ship already sunk

You only like me when you are drunk

I’ve got so much more left to say

But you’ll get heart some day

And I’ll sing la la la…

We were the lucky ones

For a minute or so

We had a lot of fun

I can’t let that go

La la la…