One

La, la, la

This is a poem called, "Roses are Red"

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I'm so fucking glad I'm not in a relationship with you

Bitch

One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do

Two can be as bad as one

It's the loneliest number since the number one

We were tighter than a miser

Always kicked it like a miter

Wherever she resided you could find me right beside her

I used to play it down as if I only kinda liked her

My flirty little disses made her eyes shine brighter

I used to think, "How the hell did I find her?"

Watching as she carefully applied her eyeliner

Mystified by her

I was suckered in until she had me

Dancing to her tune just like the pied piper

I was none the wiser, blindly in love

Oblivious to the fact that in time she'd switch up

And she did switch up, proper flipped out

Always on the war path looking for a big row

And I'd oblige, I mean, come on, I got a big mouth

Aiming at her high horse, tryna knock the thing down

Eventually I got kicked out

But I'd rather go back to sleeping rough

Than with that bitch now

One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do

Two can be as bad as one

It's the loneliest number since the number one

With the last lass I had things started out casually

The type of girl that I would hang around happily

I became attached to her ever so gradually

Then naturally, it turned into a fucking shit factory

What a catastrophe, an absolute mess

A new missus with a bag of new stress

Sometimes I had an attitude, yes

But when I'm treated like a mug, that's just what you have to expect

Jealousy, scrutiny, stressing me, stupidly

Messing with my head, till it affected me musically

I can't explain the nightmare that it grew to be

What a huge relief to be away from that lunacy

Usually, I'm really not the type of guy to hold a grudge

And I know that falling out of love is part of growing up

But when your lady's acting crazy like she's smoking dust

You better on your one's 'cause two can be as lonely, trust

One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do

Two can be as bad as one

It's the loneliest number since the number one

What you crying for?

What you crying for?

I didn't do anything

What you crying for?

You gonna tell me what the problem is?

How could I make it better if you don't tell me what the problem is?

You know, crying makes you look really fat

All the characters appearing in the song are fictitious

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead

Is purely coincidental

Honestly