Day after day we fight like cat and dog,
got me walking on eggs, daren’t put a foot wrong.
Hey! I’m just a man, at least I used to think,
you keep beatin’ me down, drivin’ me to the brink.
When I cross a line, you cross your legs,
I’m down on my knees watch me beg, beg, beg!
Makin’ up ‘n’ makin’ out again.
Opposites attract, until they destroy,
takin’ out your wrath on your new whippin’ boy.
Like some kinda fetish, like a wayward dom.
got your sights set on me a one-to-one pogrom.
You know that I’ll grovel, plead, cowtow and stoop.
You know that I’m weak, lick ‘n’ lap your boots.
But you keep on pushin’, tryin’ to break my back.
Babe I can’t do no more than kiss your (sweet) ass.
©22.10.2018 Andrew Robert Chapman
Hey! I’m just a man, at least I like to think,
Hey! I’m just a man, or so I like to think,
you keep puttin’ me down, drivin’ me to the brink.