Not by any means ready

I needed time to prepare

The whole thing rushed

Not even done my hair

 

Our first date was a joy

You polished up my id

Later it was downhill

Absolving what you did

 

Stop at such carnage?

Damage far too raw

May as well see it out

Let us call it a draw

 

Its become a pattern

Anguish, I'm a sucker

Clutch what I can get

I never was a looker

 

A fish pat on your hook

Sucker for ancient bait

No longer the wriggle

Come to accept my fate

 

Stop at such carnage?

Damage far too raw

May as well see it out

Let us call it a draw