This is a song about "Awful love"

But i've got an awful bad case of writer's block.

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

It's just textbook stuff

A never ending love

My son's a ball of blubber, about as awful as my daughter

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Then i said i had enough

Love it when ya show me love

If you're that god-awful, coulda just asked, i got some copy paper and bashur's stencil

Some underhanded plans witnessed a man diewas only fifteen, should have been a beauty queen, still

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Awful lot of pigeons with jaws talking to cause attention

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection