You say you know me
But you don't know
All the thoughts that I don't show
I can be tricky when it comes to how I feel
I've been hurt to much to fully heal
Now you're trying to break my walls
As I ignore your encouraging calls

You say you know me
But you don't know
That I have been hit with a fatal blow
I have glued this mask upon my face
All because of hates warm embrace
You can't tell me that you can see
Everything that is going on around me

You say you know me
But you don't know
I'm too weak to reap what I sow
Life strangles me when I get on my feet
I raise a white flag unable to take the heat
One step forward, and two steps back
Nothing can make up for what I lack

You say you know me
But you don't know
I'm not good for you, so please just go...

My wife I'll love, for years to come
But if she would ever pass or leave me
I'll audition a new love, no three
I'll challenge the ladies to a game of fun

I'll make my own game of "Chopped"
They'll cook, I'll taste and evaluate
I must chop one, I won't hesitate
From three to two, they'll be cropped

I have a sophisticated palette or taste
Burgers, pizza, steaks, potatoes sweet
Chefs are ecstatic, pleasant, and neat
Yet I need to stay slender in the waste

Who am I trying to fool or trick
Women won't compete to feed me
If I want to eat, there is one solution I see
"You will have to make a phone call, Slick"

             I've "been chopped!"