I'll play the spin doctor for a while
I'll wear a bow and arrow
I'll feed you lies, for a while
in what universe were you mine, I'd like to know
it doesn't make sense to me either
I know you think you've got me
and I don't know what I'm doing
but I'm conscious every step of the way
in what universe were we friends
you ask me
and wouldn't you like to know
not too old for me
lest too jaded
not too much a fool
but less made one
I'd like to pick you off
like cherry blossoms
and feed you to my friends
analyse you with a drink of wine
and knock you for ten
I cannot explain how nice it feels
to be the one to make you wish you were someone else
so here's your starter for ten
life is like a game, is it not
when you angle it at your next prey
I'd take my gloves off but
you don't fight fair
I suppose you think this is about you
but it's not
I'll be writing poetry
when you're dead and gone
with some practice you'll learn
don't fuck with me again