The Perfect Fit

I can't change my name
but I could be your type.
I can dance and win at games
like backgammon and life.
I used to be the smart one;
sharp as a tack.
Funny how that skipping years ahead 
has held me back.
I can take a vow
and I can wear a ring 
and I can make you promises but 
they won't mean a thing.
Can't you do it for me? 
I'll pay you well
Fuck i'll pay you anything
if you could end this hell.
Can't you just fix it for me? 
It's gone berserk.
Fuck i'll give you anything 
if you can make the damn thing work.

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