I scratch a couple of lines
on a old notebook cover
about a beautiful girl
and her soon jilted lover
He stays out so late
til the break of dawn
the jumps into bed
with his britches on
he smells like beer
and farts in the air
pulls the covers over his head
like he doesn't care
his phone is open
a new ******* speed dial
she finally caught him
and starts to smile
she packs his bag
as he snores away
he has to go
he can not stay
grabbing him by the ankle
she pulls him to the floor
tells him to get out
holding open the door
he stumbles out
into the grass
"STAY OUT" she yells
"YOUR'E SUCH AN ***"
he takes off quickly
in his fancy car
got nowhere to go
he heads to the bar
he tries to call her
she's done with him
his chances with her
are rather slim
he made his bed
it's where he'll lay
that's what happens
when you try to play
