walk me home and peel me oranges

 I'd walk you home and peel you oranges, 

but I don't think you'd do the same for me.

Maybe I won't be malleable this time and Maybe I won't stick my neck out and Maybe I won't even have to ask.

Maybe you'll walk me home and peel me oranges

but my nails are stained yellow and they're full of pulp and my legs ache