Offers to leave, come into a new yard with prettier grass, promises received.
Everyone has a better pitch but I’m older, more concerned with delivery.
Some say I should leave my current goddess behind, boy they say I’ve been praying blindly.
So I could be with them or they, but no one is her but her.
I’ll stay right here.
Fast talking flashing lights with promises of slow days cumming into fast nights.
Very interesting but I’ll stay here loved right here.