Meat
Beats on the
Seat when I lift my
Feet

I wonder
If it is true
What they say about the cone

Please someone tell me
I am in agony
I cannot taste anymore

I wonder
If it is true
What they say about the cone

you are the Austin to my Uniqua
you meet me in the backyard
Pablo watches from inside the house
Tasha cries in the corner
and your still here
but Anthony's not

Who is there I ask?
(Shrek walks out from the shadows)
It's me Shrek says in a **** tone
I look down
Shrek lifts my chin and we meet eyes
I sigh, but I'm no ogre
He smiles, But you have layers
I laugh. He laughs. We laugh
...

But I am

You are my band aid
I am the wound
But I am too damaged
I need more than a little band aid
You are useless to me