She is golden but she's green

At all the things that I have seen

And the items that I'm hoarding up the back stairs

"Give 'em to me, give 'em now"

Shut it up you silly cow

"How could you say that, even think that, how?"



These words are not my own

They only come when I'm alone

She is loved, she is welcome in my home

She's taken all my vitamins

Used up my lighter fuel

I'm sure she stole all of my pencil lead in school

"Oh don't flop, I'll give it back"

But woman it's not the lack of my possessions

That is making me feel cruel



And if she loves me she'll say that she loves me

Even lies would shine in her eyes

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