Barbecue Love
Barbecue Love
I grilled your dreams
Burnt your hopes
Singed your expectations
Set your life ablaze
I fed you charred hopes
Which gave you indigestion
The result was constipated love
Which could only be healed
By a laxative name Tyrone
Tyrone picked up the pieces
Of your broken heart
Put them together
And made you whole again
Now I am left with ashes
Wishing you'd come home
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