My Girlfriend

I'll tell you you're a deadbeat Until you inevitably leave Take your seat And when you ask me to move I'll just get mad and heave Hammer it into your brain You're selfish and unkind On my shirt a nasty stain It's all your fault, you know it Here there isn't any love left to find Where's that sweet girl? Cried when you used to yell Leaving her heart open and unfurled You're her puppet master On your pain she'll dwell No such thing as a cherub Go on, leave then I wasn't this way before we broke up Somehow, someway I'll convince you it's all your fault again