Absent Minded
The used
he has his own place
yet basically lives with me
we go halves on groceries
now i will admit i have no job
and he works
but im the one paying the rent with my pension
and he spends his money on tobacco for us and beer
so i have my boyfriend living with me for free
which is fine
dont get me wrong
well i guess it works out that he buys his own groceries
and he supports my addictions of tobacco and beer
and usually cooks for me
which is a lot less now that he is working at a retaraunt
but all the chores
are left up to me
the dishes
the bathroom
the vacuuming
the dusting
the window washing
making of the bed
sure youve been working all day
and ive been sitting around for eight hours apparantly
but now that he paid off his rent for his other apartment hes never at
and his car
and his other bills
and bought his share of the groceries
I pay the rent
I buy my own food
sure this is my apartment
but other than the tobacco and beer
youre here for free
so if you wnat the dishes done
and i havent done them
wash them
the bathroom looks messy?
darn get scrubbin honey
the beds not made?
well it only takes a minute
and the truth about laundry day
had i not spent my last 20 bucks to buy beer for him
he wouldnt be taking my laundry home
to get his room mate to do
yeah i will admit im lazy and hate house work
and sure we're a team now
because you live here for the price of your groceries
the tobacco i pay half for
and the beer you buy i help you drink
so besides the sex i will never pay for
you live here for the price of beer
which i lived without for about seven years before i met you
but its not fair to go tit for tat
so i should do everything for myself like you want me to
especially since it benefits you
like me helping clean out your car
giving you gas money for all the times you brought me to the store
to buy groceries
the idea that you were going to do this and that so id have extra spending cash
all those plans fell through
and im always broke
and when we do go to the gay bar i protest because its just like a senior citicens club
There is no point in counting the clothing i gave you off my own back
worth a couple thousand dollars
i dont care about that
i do like the promise ring on my finger
don't forget that
but beer isnt giving me extra money
accepting my cash at the till for half of my groceries
like you said you werent going to do isnt going to give me extra cash
and theres no point in bringing anything up because then you will just think we are arguing
and you telling my mom you basically do everything
makes her think im not bringing anything to the table
and the joke about me never shutting up
does upset me
on the surface sure
your cooking your meals
and i get the free ride because i already paid
i paid the bills
the power bill
the computer bill
and my half of the groceries
and then i clean after you everyday
the toilet
the shower
the floor you walk on with your shoes on
and yet you make all these promises you dont keep
say things you dont mean
and then forget everythingf and want me to be like you
guess what i am
the house is a mess
and since i have a free room mate always on my case to clean
we will work on it together
because its not all me
and i wont keep it up even though i would love to
so here is the book i wrote you said u would read
should sound familiar by now
but i know how you never have time for anything
but work, business, booze, and things that concern you
somehow this doesnt
such aprecious illusion
and no longer do the titles have your name in them
but i bet your gonna think theyre all about you
and what happens when you realise the switch is a riddle
that turns the words i am to the word you
from me to you
welcome to the slide
I dont like death kisses
I dont like feeling used in a sense
I dont like being lied to
or broken promises
and i dont like the idea i have to do everything in a partnership
im not a crutch
and your foot isnt broken
im the one with the broken brain
whose taking who for what ride?
and whose playing what game?
forever the victom?
me or you?
both of us now
welcome to the slide
yet basically lives with me
we go halves on groceries
now i will admit i have no job
and he works
but im the one paying the rent with my pension
and he spends his money on tobacco for us and beer
so i have my boyfriend living with me for free
which is fine
dont get me wrong
well i guess it works out that he buys his own groceries
and he supports my addictions of tobacco and beer
and usually cooks for me
which is a lot less now that he is working at a retaraunt
but all the chores
are left up to me
the dishes
the bathroom
the vacuuming
the dusting
the window washing
making of the bed
sure youve been working all day
and ive been sitting around for eight hours apparantly
but now that he paid off his rent for his other apartment hes never at
and his car
and his other bills
and bought his share of the groceries
I pay the rent
I buy my own food
sure this is my apartment
but other than the tobacco and beer
youre here for free
so if you wnat the dishes done
and i havent done them
wash them
the bathroom looks messy?
darn get scrubbin honey
the beds not made?
well it only takes a minute
and the truth about laundry day
had i not spent my last 20 bucks to buy beer for him
he wouldnt be taking my laundry home
to get his room mate to do
yeah i will admit im lazy and hate house work
and sure we're a team now
because you live here for the price of your groceries
the tobacco i pay half for
and the beer you buy i help you drink
so besides the sex i will never pay for
you live here for the price of beer
which i lived without for about seven years before i met you
but its not fair to go tit for tat
so i should do everything for myself like you want me to
especially since it benefits you
like me helping clean out your car
giving you gas money for all the times you brought me to the store
to buy groceries
the idea that you were going to do this and that so id have extra spending cash
all those plans fell through
and im always broke
and when we do go to the gay bar i protest because its just like a senior citicens club
There is no point in counting the clothing i gave you off my own back
worth a couple thousand dollars
i dont care about that
i do like the promise ring on my finger
don't forget that
but beer isnt giving me extra money
accepting my cash at the till for half of my groceries
like you said you werent going to do isnt going to give me extra cash
and theres no point in bringing anything up because then you will just think we are arguing
and you telling my mom you basically do everything
makes her think im not bringing anything to the table
and the joke about me never shutting up
does upset me
on the surface sure
your cooking your meals
and i get the free ride because i already paid
i paid the bills
the power bill
the computer bill
and my half of the groceries
and then i clean after you everyday
the toilet
the shower
the floor you walk on with your shoes on
and yet you make all these promises you dont keep
say things you dont mean
and then forget everythingf and want me to be like you
guess what i am
the house is a mess
and since i have a free room mate always on my case to clean
we will work on it together
because its not all me
and i wont keep it up even though i would love to
so here is the book i wrote you said u would read
should sound familiar by now
but i know how you never have time for anything
but work, business, booze, and things that concern you
somehow this doesnt
such aprecious illusion
and no longer do the titles have your name in them
but i bet your gonna think theyre all about you
and what happens when you realise the switch is a riddle
that turns the words i am to the word you
from me to you
welcome to the slide
I dont like death kisses
I dont like feeling used in a sense
I dont like being lied to
or broken promises
and i dont like the idea i have to do everything in a partnership
im not a crutch
and your foot isnt broken
im the one with the broken brain
whose taking who for what ride?
and whose playing what game?
forever the victom?
me or you?
both of us now
welcome to the slide
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