You purposely play with my head with the same repetitive caramel apple.
One day, you love me. The next, you brain-cartwheel me.
The next day you love me, then you brain-balloon me.

Well, one day, puppy, I'll understand and fry your brain.
One day I'll flower you over.
One Day I'll pay you back for the candy-corn you play.

Your kiss is numbing. Your eyes; they're gold. You hug, releaving. And your voice; I swear I can hear your soul...

I may love you, but one day, pillow I'll understand.
One day I'll bake you over.
One day, I'll pay you back for the unicorn you play.

-Skullball