Oh, hello, Mr. Man You didn't think I'd come back You didn't think I'd show up with my army And this ammunition on my back...I see right through you - Alanis Morissette

Supposed former infatuation junkie, I sink three pointers and you wax poetically.

To all the unheard wisdom in the schoolyard,
You think you're the right ones.
You think you're the charmed ones, I'm sure.
And how can you go on with such conviction?
And who do you think you are? Why do you question me?

You're unsure and you're not ready,
So that must mean I want you.
You're unavailable and disinterested,
To you I look for comfort.
A million times in a million ways,
I will try to change you.
A million months and a million days,
I'll try to convince you.