I Took Her Love For Granted

Hope was propping me up when I met her,
 As soon as I saw her I wanted to taste her lips,
 So I did,
 I was ecstatic for at least six weeks, oh,
 Hope was placed in her hands when she caught me she asked me if it hurt,
 I told her 'Christ it did.'
 And it did,
 When she left me every morning, oh,
 I feel beautiful when she says I am beautiful,
 But she is more beautiful.
 I feel heavenly when she says I am heavenly,
 But she is more heavenly.
 Can't feel disappointed when her hips are that wide but I still feel lonely and screwed up inside,
 And the taste of her tongue, it makes me wish I'd given up smoking,
 She was a big, big girl she had big ideas,
 Like how my heart should be free but I don't want it to be,
 I want her, here beside me.