Your abuse is sentimental to me

Your smile is a creep

You’re wrong in all number of right ways for me

You snore in your sleep

You don’t look pretty when

You look your best

You’re an ape in sheep’s clothing

You’re no worse than the rest

You’re a sore loser

You know I’m one too

You solve all my conundrums for me,

I’ll pick apart one for you.