My girlfriend and I were in bed about to fall asleep, but she complained that she wanted to be little spoon. So, being the nice guy I am, I agreed and turned to be big spoon and what does she do? Farts on me and laughs.
I wish that it could be less and less like it’s me,
Take you behind the scenes to all the scraps left after we…
Ceased to be just we because I’m always quittin’ me…
This ain’t the plan; I’m not the man I always thought that I would be.
I see the little boy inside who never wanted anything,
But to be a man and make a plan,
But damn man,
That ain’t me.
So I write these labored verses to write off every sting,
From every word of every plan,
I am me.