Give ME the Jambox

It's the baby she never swaddled So I strangled it Just to feel how soft He now no longer cries To "The First Days of Spring" It's the Lladros she inherited When I get angry I smash her porcelain See what happens when I run out of porcelain No It's still love As intended to manipulate women She's not even the one I want No Yeah No Yeah It's the final crack in the male ego Made of eggshells That she won't stop stepping on Read a book to learn "Why I Do That" Sometimes she comes back With gas and lights me Gives her power Not enough to kill me That's the spirit of the hunt I don't even shoot I'm just stocking up It's still love As intended to manipulate women She's not even the one I want No Yeah No Yeah Yeah It's still love It's still love As intended to Manipulate As intended to Manipulate It's still love It's still love As intended to Manipulate As intended to Manipulate Manipulate love Manipulate women She's not even the one I want