Like Him

Like him
How could I be like him?
I don't even like him
Now, Emma, you don't mean that
You know it isn't true
You didn't let me finish
But then, you never do
I don't like him when he hits the ceiling
At every small mistake
And the trace of a smile
Every once in a while
It wouldn't be hard to take

I know that I'm not pretty
And at times I get too loud
But I've tried and it's a pity
I've never once made him proud
Who says that you're not pretty?
Now, just stop talking like that
Oh sure, I'm pretty
Pretty awful
Pretty ugly
Pretty fat

Like him
You're exactly like him
It would never strike him
That I'm allowed to feel things, to have a point of view
You listen like your father, which means you never do!
You're stubborn, Emma, just like him
You think you're the only one with problems
Now you sound just like him
Well maybe I do
He acts just like a child
He loves to start a fight
You act just like a child
I think I have that right

I don't like him when he picks apart
Every little thing I say
Now he doesn't do that
Yes he does so do that
If he does, well it's just his way
And if you'd learn to smile every once in a while
Well, maybe he'd change his way

I know that I'm not pretty
And at times I get too loud
But I've tried and it's a pity
I've never once made him proud
Emma!
Mama, he doesn't think I'm pretty
Now, just stop talking like that
Well, am I pretty?
You're pretty stubborn
But you're pretty special
And I'm pretty fat

Like him
How could I be like him? (You're exactly like him)
I don't even like him (So many ways you're like him)
In so many ways
Understand him
I can't stand him
You're just both afraid to touch
But I suspect you love him
But I don't think I like him
Very much