You fill me up with dismay.
I'm the one you crawl back to.
I'm your Spongebob. I'm gay.
You call yourself my girl.
You claim you're my Patrick.
But this game of deceit now,
has left me feeling sick.
I'll forget you one day.
I'll forget what you did and said,
But till then I'm Spongebob,
with a halo over my head.
