I'll Be Sure To Compliment Him When I'm Hitting His Face

She Says She Loves Me,

But She Comes And Goes When She Pleases.

She Claims She Loves Me,

But She Cuts Me Into Pieces,

When I'm Sewed Up,

Here Comes Another Papercut,

But I Love Her.

I Can't Believe I Let Her Run All Over Me,

But All I Think Is,

When She's Here And Holding Me.

I Can't Complain,

I Kinda Like The Pain.

I Love Her.