Where's The Chase

Apr 12, 2008 - 00:24 AM PST

Tired of being the man and taking a stand
I sneak out of his bed in the morning
And kick him out of mine when he stays
Don’t call for 3 mos
Then want to be friends
Making out with my libido
He’s the man in his head
But when I bait him
He can’t make the catch
Catch and release fishermen
Cruel, all that pain for no reason
Aggressive then back away
Let him hunt they say
Are there any left who can bag me?
Do I make it to hard
What do you do when they say you’re beautiful
But you’re always alone