This is life in just pretend
I'm in Nintendo screens
And spending credits
On a mental dream.
Virtual *** is cheap
But comes second place quite easily
To the feeling.
When my online shrink
Is messaging.
I hate my spending habits
But these deadly Jean's.
From Ebay user gently green
Are not just ******* wants
Their practically necessity

My partner thinks I'm unfaithful
We brake up
So my side chick gets a text from me
I go on a Facebook rant.
With anger. Angst and energy
At 2 am.
**** Drunk again.
Wake up the next day and check
The messages.
she sent to me...
She Wants my love again.
But if the web has taught me anything.
It's essentially
Impossible
To solve your problems
Without connection fees.
*** love is free
But its 11 bucks a month
To find the other fish in the sea

But hey hey. Babe
Were in a virtual craze.
It's my life. So complex
But it feels easier this way.