Aria

Who hasn't thought, alone and perplexed, worrying what's bought, over a drink of wine, the burdens of text, birthdays or Valentines, all the stuff sought, betrayed by the vexed, consistently for more, forget scripts Online, who'll pop up next, sugaring sugary lies, generally divorced, wearing sharp kecs, looking overwrought, at the shopping mall, staring at bequests, don't give me a call, they click their jaws, who'll pass the test, supposed to be joyous, give me a rest ?