There's a Louse Inside My House

I have something in my house Worse than a big squeaky mouse It is mean and full of hate I don't think it was my fate For this creature to be here I need to make it disappear This object I am speaking of Is a louse who can not love There is no romance or spark In the light or even dark I thought he was mister right Falling in love at first sight But I was wrong on many levels He's worse than a hellish devil I have tried to make him see I can be hot and sexy But he turns his head and leaves I am starting to believe There is someone else out there Who's getting all his love and care If I find proof of this he's dead He'll no longer have a "head" Between his legs cause I will chop Every bit off and wont stop Until there is nothing there He can use again to tear My heart apart any longer He is weakened, I am stronger