wrote a song on le guitar

Somebody told me once upon a time
there’s no such thing as a one of a kind
Somebody told me I try too hard to find
A good reason and a piece of mind
That very same someone told me I try too hard to please you
Funny how she’s the one who’s never satisfied
You say the situation we have on our hands
Is far too complex for me to ever understand
Well you’re probably right this time
I’m just so damn tired of trying to figure you out
And it’s your turn
So just reach out your hand
If someone ever tried to beat me black and blue
There’s very little damage that they could do
That’s a job designated just for you
Too bad I’ll never let you see it through
I let you fuck around , throw a fit, have your fun for far too long dear
Funny how she’s the one who’s never satisfied
You say the situation we have on our hands
Is far too complex for me to understand
Well you’re probably right this time
I’m just so damn tired of trying to figure you out
And it’s your turn
So just reach out your hand
Funny how she’s the one who’s never satisfied