There are signs he may be a troubled kid.
You know, I even think it’s kinda cute the way
You poison my coffee just a little each day
I still remember the way that you laughed
When you pushed me down that elevator shaft
Oh, if you don’t mind me asking, what’s this poisonous cobra
Doing in my underwear drawer?
Sometime I get to thinking you don’t love me any more
“There are signs he may be a troubled kid.”
Bwaaaaahahaha, ya think
Unredeemable.