Jayne

Mood Hoover

Oh no here she comes
The woman with the issues
Can I grab a cup of coffee
Before I hand you the tissues 
It began with a molehill
And you\'ve turned it into a mountain 
You\'ve made it into a big deal
Now you\'re crying like a fountain 
I\'m sorry I\'ve got no sympathy
I\'m usually empathetic 
But day in day out
Its getting quite pathetic
If you\'ve got a backbone
Then try to stand up tall
Pick your bottom lip up off the floor
And try to see past it all
You\'re such a mood-hoover
Sucking up all the fun
I thought we\'d ironed this out?
I thought it was all done? 
I\'m really very patient
But you\'ve managed to grind me down
Before I take my coat off
My smile is now a frown
It\'s time to smell the coffee
Give everyone a break
The soul-sucking concubine 
My soul\'s not yours to take