Do You Like Me

Sometimes I sit and wonder What you see in me. I’m not always the nicest guy around: Do you just choose not to see? I don’t always say the right thing: Put my foot in it often as not. My big mouth causes me trouble But it’s the only one I’ve got. I know I’m not always considerate Of how you feel and what you say. How do you put up me like this Day after day after day? You know, I break my promises I sincerely make to you And often I don’t do what I say I am going to do. I’m stupid when you need sensible, Often late when you want reliable. I don’t always act my age Drink too much and act the fool. I’m untidy, lazy and a slob I sure don’t pull my weight I put a lot of pressure on Your overburdened plate. On the plus side, though I know you laugh at me Even if it’s unintentional And inappropriately. I buy you chocolates and flowers On Valentines and your birthday At Christmas I buy a present that costs More than I can afford to pay I clean up after the dog daily And empty the cat-litter tray as well All because you say you cannot stand The awful, disgusting smell. I hug you and I tell you When you look sexy as hell (To be fair you say the same thing To me, sometimes, as well) I know I’m still crazy about you I tell you frequently You say that you still feel the same But do you really like me?