If Today Had a Face, I'D Punch It

I dont like feeling Anything at all I avoid my emotion Preventing the fall But somehow your words have rascal ability To evoke in me A pathetic jealousy I have no right I know, I've no claim Thought I was immune From going insane But those few harmless words "she's coming round tonight" Morphs hidden feelings Into parasites Let her come round Your bargain-bin tart But make sure you get A reciept for your heart