Dear momma's boy I know you've had your butt licked by your mother   I know you've enjoyed all that attention from her   And every woman graced with your presence after   Dear narcissus boy I know you've never really apologized for anything   I know you've never really taken responsibility   I know you've never really listened to a woman      Dear me-show boy I know you're not really into conflict resolution   Or seeing both sides of every equation   Or having an uninterrupted conversation      And any talk of healthiness   And any talk of connectedness   And any talk of resolving this   Leaves you running for the door      (why why do I try to love you   Try to love you when you really don't want me   To)      Dear egotist boy you've never really had to suffer any consequence   You've never stayed with anyone longer than ten minutes   You'd never understand anyone showing resistance   Dear popular boy I know you're used to getting everything so easily   A stranger to the concept of reciprocity   People honor boys like you in this society      And any talk of selflessness   And any talk of working at this   And any talk of being of service   Leaves you running for the door      (why why do I try to help you try to help you   When you really don't want me to)      You go back to the women who will dance the dance   You go back to your friends who will lick your ass   You go back to ignoring all the rest of us   You go back to the center of your universe      Dear self centered boy I don't know why I still feel affected by you   I've never lasted very long with someone like you   I never did although I have to admit I wanted to   Dear magnetic boy you've never been with anyone who doesn't take your shit   You've never been with anyone who's dared to call you on it   I wonder how you'd be if someone were to call you on it      And any talk of willingness   And any talk of both feet in   And any talk of commitment   Leaves you running for the door      (why why do I try to change you try to   Try to change you when you really don't   Want me to)      You go back to the women who will dance the dance   You go back to your friends who will lick your ass   You go back to being so oblivious   You go back to the center of the universe