Play the Game

Confused chess pieces
litter this convoluted board
a counter rests in the middle
genders separated abroad
Receipt paper flies in your face
'Why don't you ask her on a date?'
20 on the Pre-pay of six
what a nice girl, nice hips-
NO don't think about that,
but you had your chance,
Oh I did, you say?
I didn't know this was a fucking game

Name Tags magnets towards
the belt around her waist
the lips around her face
What about the ducks, I ask?
"You want to buttfuck, so crass!"
That's what I thought I heard
didn't know I could be so absurd
but I should've gotten her number
so I could just go and hump her
but I didn't know she was a piece of meat
tell me how the game works
before you put me in the seat

Car left too late ago
these friends of mine hate me so
what the fuck is wrong with me?
they wonder about me, I think, I suppose
"All you have to do is talk!"
As if I have eloquent things to write on chalk
wait I'm taking their shit out of context
because I would've been able to have sex
but I didn't know I was playing
her for a fool
and I didn't know I was playing
at all
how can I win the game
if I didn't know
I'd lose
how can I play the game
if I didn't know
I could
how can you think I know any better
if you can't show me
how I should
how can you?
tell me,
how can you?