I don't know why, but my girl bet that
I didn't love her more,
I can see how, since I didn't rub her more.
Often times it was said that I didn't
hug her more,
And it seemed as if I treated her like
a rug on the floor.
Right now I want to be a bug and soar,
Out of this life and plug the door.
In the end, it was simply a metaphor,
I often sit and wonder what she bet me for!