My mother's damn facebook relationship's "complicated",
My father's is probably solid with his new bimbo,
While I am a frozen abyss, I discern no hatred,
I only get slightly alive when I'm drunk or singing,
It's usually simultaneous - not surprising,
But I've made a name and a fortune in my profession.
I owe it to you, to deciphering your disguises,
Though you have betrayed me so bitterly, nonetheless I
Ridiculously, divinely don't care, sweetheart,
I crave only new lands and babies, and it will happen.
And yet I am dimly aware they won't be happy,
They'll call their mother's relationship "non-existent".