I never wanted to be a rule-breaker or a heartbreaker;
I just wanted to be a love-maker, home-maker, and baby-maker.

So why is rule-breaking the only rule I break and Love something I never make?

And why was MY Love the
One Stomped until broken,
While simultaneously
Being cruelly neglected?

I was so crushed and dejected.

It’s enough to make me
Want to break some stupid rules,
Tie you up and take my anger out on you

Until you’re so hot, it’s quite the bother.
So until it REALLY bothers you,
Don’t bother thinking of ME
Sitting here steaming thoughts of YOU.

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