I'm tired of her *******.
Sending me kisses and hearts.
Yet lying in every part.
She thinks I'm her toy,
to prop her up while she knocks me down.

She's sad,
I'm there.
I'm sad,
She's nowhere.

Round and round,
no end to be found.

Until the last time we spin.
I realize how I can win.
I laugh with a grin,
Because I'm Pacman
And she's Inky.
And none of this is *****.
So I won't send it to ya through the post.
But I'm gone honey.
Ghost!