Look, I Just Don't Like You

It doesn't look good to me

So I'm sleeping outside your room

I've been making plans

I've been saying my goodbyes

I've been shaking hands coming fresh from the beauty salon

I've been taking a chance

Take it back where it comes from

I've been making demands

Got my hand in the cookie jar

Were you born in a barn or just yesterday

Would losing be that bad. Would it be that terrible

Tie me up with yarn

Well, it's not inescapable

Hold me down with bricks or even a staple

Can you please get off my coast and coat

I would like to leave

This is why I hate credit cards

Little body mighty hand

I've got things to hide and nothing to offer

Maybe one good smile, but that can't buy you a governor

Where's the changing tide?

Where's the nail in the coffin?

Leave my brain outside

I am no longer a buffer