Why Me

You walk your dog in the moonlight
Enjoying the warm air and the peace and quiet
Seems you're the only one still up and out in the streets tonight

Only you and that girl you see
When you cross the street
And she seemingly too

Registers the sound of your feet
And tilts her face slightly
Just to see who you might be
Her bike key
Between her fingers so tightly
Screaming "fight me"
While her pace increases ever so slightly

And leaves you wondering
Why me
Why me

What's wrong with "may the best man win"
What does it matter who you are
If you're good you're in
Now you're late again and meet her gaze as you strip off your coat
Her ass in that seat is an insult
To her qualification first and foremost

Does she deserve this job more than you
No that's unlikely
This all fucks with your psyche
Her tight jeans
Oh honey that is unsightly
Knees spread widely
When you're cubicle's so cramped you end up spilling all the chai tea

Why Me
Why Me
Why Me
Why Me
Why Me
Why Me
Why Me
Why Me



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