Someone sang it once and they were right
“I only have to do it”
and I was a little fucker back then
when I heard it and I thought it meant
I was meant
for more than what
men are usually meant for.

Someone picked up a brick and
dipped it in cow shit and threw it
through my dreams later
that summer
and it didn’t matter any more.

Someone went away and
now the songs are even worse.

Anyway, I say this only now to you
because for one, I wanted to know you loved me
enough to follow me down here,
and two because you are just another
character who will either be
or not be
fifth business of me,
oh me, oh me, indeed.