Fucker

Came home tonight I felt like I'd die of loneliness Strange, you think popularity Looking for a simple life, life ain't simple Tired and sick but I don't wanna be alone Could 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 meaow Trying to vent some of the terrible pa*sion That's coursing through me Something about you something about spending The afternoon asleep in your arms I hate you, f**ker