October: Machine Shed Wrestling - Local H

You ain’t a lover, you’ll never change

I’d rather wrestle my machine

You ain’t a lover, you’ll never change

I’d rather wrestle my machine

A token e-mail, a drunken text

A sorry go-round of cell-phone sex

You ain’t a lover, you’re just a fake

Had all the bullshit I’m gonna take

Wrestle my machine

My machine

As a product you would be great

And all the income you’d generate

But as a lover you’re just a bust

You’re not a service I can trust

I’ll wrestle my machine

My machine

All I am is a husk of a man, I cannot go through this again

You’re not a woman, and you know I’ve pretended all I can

All I can

You ain’t a lover, you’ll never change

I’d rather wrestle with my machine

You ain’t a lover, you’re just a fake

Had all the bullshit I’m gonna take

Wrestle my machine

All I am is a husk of a man, I cannot go through this again

You’re not a woman, and you know I’ve pretended all I can

All I am is a victim of love, I checked the box marked none of the above

You’re not a woman, girl, and you know I’ve pretended all I can

All I can… my machine