You're not like the bee drinking my nectar,
You're the fly around my shit.
You're not the apple of my eye darling,
You're the arrow shot right through it.
You're not the butterflies floating in my stomach,
You're the bile I can't throw up.
You're not the man of my dreams sweetheart,
You're the nightmare that I fucked.
Your words don't make my heart delight,
You're the poet I want to hang,
You're not the one, the only one,
You're the song I screamed not sang.
So fuck you now and evermore,
And fuck you for all time,
Here's to you my fucking love,
My poisoned cup of wine
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