You're all to happy to do the deed To plant the seed Inside But then you go and hide You turn your head away And you say "It's not my fault" But you're not caught With what's left But you're very deft At turning your back Now you're out of the sack But I'm still here Facing the fear Because all I can do Is struggle through The rest of my life With as little strife That is permitted Since you committed The thing only I love With your thoughtless shove