I Do...

Thoughts are fleeting
Time is streeting
A head is better than none.
Take a pill and feel the thrill
Then forget the damage that's done.
Carnage. Wastage. Garbage. Rubbish-there
Ain't no word that rhymes with rubbish.
Not unless you'll count in rubber-ish
Rubbery. Robbery. Two-bob bobbery
Bibbity-bobbity-boo.
The point is that I don't Not need Him
The point is that...
I do.