Off A Cliff

Last night was fun
So it was natural
that this morning
I’d turn around and run
There are things I like
about you a lot
pieces and bits
that seem to fit
So naturally
it’s easier
to hurry up and quit
You’re pretty too pretty
for me it seems
You’re far, far prettier than me
What a pitiful
misfortune of fate
I’d just get worried
thinking you were out
with a prettier girl
on an earlier date
if you should show up for me
too late
Or cancel for some elusive excuse
like a meeting you call a business
I would then for sure
feel treason
It’s better
we stop this at the gate
Either that or get married
as soon as we can
and then jump off a cliff
holding hands.