OH WHAT A PICKLE!

I had given up on love when he came along
and he made me believe that it was with him I did belong
Why could I not see
that he was using me
and now all I know
is that I love him so

I don't know what was going through his head
why he lied to me and said all the things that he said
speaking words of love
that I can't let go of
now I have no clue
what I'm supposed to do

my friends tell me to move on and close that door
but my love for him is something my heart can't ignore
I don't have control
he has captured my soul
and it breaks my heart
that it has all fallen apart

tried to get past this loss but I can't forget
thoughts of having sex with him always make me wet
my desire snaps awake
and how my lady lumps ache
then my knees get weak
his joystick is all that I seek

my lust for him turned out to be such a curse
because my life without him could not get any worse
so now I rued the day
of when he came my way
for him I hunger still
and I guess I always will

I should have claimed what I felt was mine
chopped it off and saved it in a glass jar full of brine
because if he goes
it is the price he owes
I want this part of him
doesn't that seem rather grim?