I know that you're probably mad at me.
I've come to expect that.
You know that you'll never have all of me,
You've come to resent that.
You say "tomato", I say "video games",
You're acting so solemn.
You'll take the precious remote control from me.
Do I sound like Gollum?
It's not that I'm escaping,
You charm me like the flame does moths
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