Ants

You're the ants upon my window sill
You're poison that I spray to kill
Gets in my eye
When a breeze blows by and I wonder if I will get ill
You're the heart that's beating through my chest
When I think that this may be the end
But maybe it won't be so bad
If I don't have to see you again
'Cause I really should have listened when
You said I don't really trust that kid
I tried to give the benefit of the doubt, but here we are
You took the money and ran away
And didn't have too much to say
Sometimes things turn out this way
One day I will thank you

For all the things you taught me
And all the things I thought
That were never true
You said, "Would I lie to you?"

You're summer school in the month of June
You're chores during weekend cartoons
You're slick and slimy, opportune
But how's that working out for you
You reach out when you need my hand
Then pull me under, drag me in
Sometimes I misunderstand
All the ways you got me

For all the things you taught me
And all the things I thought
That were never true
You said, "Would I lie to you?
Well, would I lie to you?"