Fucker

Came home tonight Felt like I'd die of loneliness Strange you think Popularity Looking for a simple life Life ain't simple I'm tired and sick but I Don't want to be alone I'll go to a party But I don't really want to For now I'm sitting out here on my porch Writing in the dark air Listening to My little black cat maow Trying to vent some of the terrible passion That's coursing through me Something about you Something about spending the afternoon Asleep in your arms I hate you Fucker