| OBJECT TO BE ABUSED |
| I'm not much Far less than I seem But the shell is thicker than it seems The inside is thin and worn I've got a three-track mind Me, you, and music Nothing else fits |
| You're meaningful Not an object to be abused Flirtation is not an option You're too good for it And it would ruin everything we have |
| Then why am I worried We don't have anything You won't let me in I've got to find someone else Who can accept me for what I am Someone who can take some of your space |
| Where can I find her Is she lying in wait Will I see her soon Will I meet her soon Or will I just see you And let the whole cycle start again |