Heartburn Stew

	I threw my woman power in a pot of stew
	And waited for my love to come.
	But not a single word did i hear from him,
	So i tried the stew on my dog
	But he wouldn't even eat it.
	I put my light heart on a matching silver plate
	And waited for my love to come.
	But not a single footstep was heard near the door
	So i ate the plate myself
	And got a heartburn.
	Heartburn, heartburn plate,
	Heartburn, heartburn cake.
	I toasted my pride and covered it with apple jam
	And waited for my love to come.
	But not a single sign of a stir or a breeze
	So i soaked the bread in my milk
	And i gave it to the birds.
	Heartburn, heartburn plate,
	Heartburn, heartburn cake.
	I watched the clock ticking, ticking away to my past,
	Eight years old, birthday and raindrops.
	Not a single line from my dad or my mom
	So i laid the cake on my cat
	But she wouldn't even touch it.
	Heartburn, heartburn stew,
	Heartburn, heartburn blues.
	What do i want with a heartburn, i ask you,
	Don't try to give me the word.
	'cause i ask a clever question
	And i get a silly answer.