Too Many Flat Spots

Way too many flat spots with a lot of crap on top it

If I could I’d throw ‘em in a wood-chipper to chip and mince and chop it

My filing system seems to be just set it there or drop it

I say I’ll get it straightened out my spouse just says oh just stop it

She said stop your bullshitting me and I’ll stop bullshitting you

You ain’t gonna straighten out your shit no matter what you do

Though I need a shovel to find every last months bill

For some reason I still love you and I guess I always will

For some reason I still love you and it ain’t just happenstance

For some reason I still love you since your eyes made their first glance

Made a glance upon me way back when and I guess it really stuck

Don’t mind your piles of junk everywhere so long as you can fuck