Bad Grammar Lyrics

She, is very possessive

But I, may be subjective

We fall from the first person

When you're second, you worsens

The sounds compound the meanings

From the bedroom proceedings

"The F is silent," she calls

The T's are crossed, the I's fall down

She, she, she

She wants it third person

It's really just a pointed view

He or me or she or you

Stand before your audience

The meanings must all make sense

Oil the word, massage the tense

She exclaims when it gets intense

Her syntax with the thumbtacks

All the verbs lie on their backs

It's really just a pointed view

He or me or she or you

Single to the plural too

We and them and they and you

Off the tongue the grammar rolls

With poetry's sweet pained flows

When past to the future turns,

And present becomes undone

Her glance turns to objective

(I've seen it before)

Her touch gives me directive

(I want it some more)

She, she, she

She wants it third person

It's really just a pointed view

He or me or she or you

Single to the plural too

We and them and they and you