Yinyang

I so miss you waking up on the back of my bed
At least one hand on my shoulder, and a foot in the ass kicking me out of bed
It's time for your man to go to work, I like taking care of you
I love the things that you do, although I didn't ask you to

Motherfucking house cleaned, I live alone, I never asked you to clean shit
Dinner on the fucking table, I never asked you to cook one bit
Clothes fucking laundraunt, whoin the hell ever thought of folding
That green shit in the fridge, who the fuck thought it was molding

Who thought that stain could be removed and you could wash in that tub
Who would ever think of looking out of those dirty windows and finding love
I begged you and swore on everything, I pledged to your liberty
Do anything that you want to this house, stay here and eat for free

Although you had your own place, you became the lady of my house
At times you needed some space, so you maintained your own house
But that was just us and us sharing our kind of love
Our fighting and loving fitted like hands and gloves

We each had strong personalities that could only be pacified by each other
A few long days separated and we simply hungered for each other
There was nothing that couldn't be worked out, hell we solved existence
The only way to describe what we have is emotional persistence

You're here and then there, you're mad at me but always care
Kissing and fussing over me, all the time pulling out your hair
And I'm just as messed up as you are, I've never been greedy for love
Jealousy was always a stranger to me, I never knew who he was

These separations have become like tours through hell
It's getting even harder to not compromise, shit I know that you can tell
You're missing waking up right there in your spot, feeling secure next to me
Two opposing forces so much in love they're willing to share the same destiny