Bonehead

I took an ad out / Wanted: Owner And let the cancer ride

It didn't look like you were older stranger it will confide

Tied to a answer: reconstructed next to a piece of pie

It grew into a secret circle Won't look you in the eye

I want you now

And when it graced you, picked you over You took it like a guy

then I told you it was candy

you didn't ask me why