Look Here

I stepped into your yard
At two thirty five am
A guitar strapped to my shoulder
A little pebble in my hand
A small tap gets your attention
And the first notes of my serenade begin

I said, look here
Deep into my eyes
Let the love that's in your heart
Flow over me
Just look here
No wait, don't go away
Just listen to my words
And what I'm trying to say

While my friend sneaks in your back door
And steals all your stuff
That dragging noise you hear is just your couch being carried off
And when you wake in the morning and everything is gone
Maybe you'll reconsider having thrown my stuff on the lawn

So look here
You went on the attack
Just because the toilet paper
Faced front instead of back
So look here
This payback's overdue
I took the toilet paper
And the toilet too

And when you think about me later
With bile in your heart
I'll be thinking about you
Buying all new shit at Walmart



Credits
Writer(s): Philip Anthony Johnson
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