Look Here

I stepped into your yard
 At two thirty five am
 A guitar strapped to my shoulder
 A little pebble in my hand
 A small tap gets your attention
 And the first notes of my serenade begin
 I said, look here
 Deep into my eyes
 Let the love that's in your heart
 Flow over me
 Just look here
 No wait, don't go away
 Just listen to my words
 And what I'm trying to say
 While my friend sneaks in your back door
 And steals all your stuff
 That dragging noise you hear is just your couch being carried off
 And when you wake in the morning and everything is gone
 Maybe you'll reconsider having thrown my stuff on the lawn
 So look here
 You went on the attack
 Just because the toilet paper
 Faced front instead of back
 So look here
 This payback's overdue
 I took the toilet paper
 And the toilet too
 And when you think about me later
 With bile in your heart
 I'll be thinking about you
 Buying all new shit at Walmart