I thought of him only if and when I really had to
Like if I'm trying to remember the consistency of cat food
But here we are now face-to-face
Between the hardware and the cheap plastic plates
You always thought you were making a lot of sense
But like The Book About Not Exploding says
"If you're reading this, you're probably already dead"
You make the poor dog nervous when you say such stupid things
Like bringing up the diamond again she lost down the kitchen sink
There was nothing at the heart of the feud
They couldn't overcome with just a quaalude or two
You always you thought she was just making idle threats
But like The Book About Not Exploding says
"If you're reading this, you're probably already dead"