The week we bought
A rotten watermelon
Was the week
We didn't speak
You were mad
I was mad
And the watermelon rotted
Watched us promise
We were honest with ourselves
You can't find love
In a rotten watermelon
Stored away inside the fridge
Smash it up!
Throw it down!
Let it shatter on the ground
It's for the ants
It's for the birds
It's for the best
You can't find love
In a rotten watermelon
Just a stench
And just a mess
What a mess