what a beautiful dilemma
a quest in the bathroom
with my ex and some moral support
a love that is left in the
blowfish which had to cry
it’s in the bathroom of course
where we wind up getting drunk
and he never has to talk again
this is how to cut it
of course after it was all over
not only my love was left
but what I told him when we
went to the bathroom
which hints a bit
toward my dilemma
I’d been starting to suspect
that I told him to go away
the simplest quest for some
moral blowfish
this routine that’s left
when we get pissy with love
that’s what was left when I
told him to go away
he just went ballistic and
got all bent out of shape and said
could you please tell me
how to cut a blowfish
I said never talk to me again
this is the love that’s left
