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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 Listen, we were tighter than a miser Always kicked it like a mighter Wherever she resided, she could find me right beside her I used to play it down as though I only kinda liked her Her 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 h I was sucking in until she had me dancing to her tune just like the pied piper I was non 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 (what?) 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 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 Mrs with a bag of new stress Sometimes I had an attitude (yes) But when I'm treated l like a mug, that's what you have to expect Jealousy, scrutiny, stressing me, stupidly Messing with my head 'til 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 I don't know that falling out of love is part of growing up But when you ladies acting crazy like she's smoking dust You're better on your ones 'cause two can be as lonely, trust One is the loneliness number that you'll ever do Two can be as bad as one It's the loneliness 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 can I make you better if you don't tell me what the problem is? You know crying makes you look really fat All characters appearing in the song are fictitious Any resemblance to real persons living or dead is purely coincidental Honestly