tell me why ain't nothin but a heartbreak vine

Make friends with the pussies who let you do that to them. Ignore the dicks that will be ignored and throat punch the idiots that won’t. Not now, you’re just a kid, so be patient. That’s the kinda man you’re gonna get yourself one day, Lou.

She wants somethin’ he can’t immediately get her? That guy’s gonna work his fuckin’ ass off to get it for her just for a chance to get some more of her sweetness. Somethin’ fucks with her, that man is gonna throw down to make it right again. He does what he needs to do to get to know her, listenin’, spendin’ the money, and, better, the time to know her mind so he can rock her world. He sees somethin’ he likes, he goes up, lays it out, and asks her out. Then there are the best kinda men, yeah? The ones that man-up and claim a woman the way a woman wants and needs to be claimed.

These guys are harmless, Lou, just friend zone ’em for long enough and they’ll give up. The better ones, they’ll try an’ be your pal, buddy up to you about somethin’ they think you might like even though they definitely fuckin’ don’t.

The dicks, they do it by bein’ a dick to the girl, insultin’ her hair or her makeup or somethin’ totally made up just to start a conversation. A guy likes a chick, he needs to get her attention. “Listen, it’s simple, because men are simple.

Tell me why ain't nothin but a heartbreak vine