I fell in love with Jekyll, then along came Mr Hyde

I fell in love with Jekyll, then along came Mr Hyde

I don't know how to please him, though God knows I have tried

I know he thinks I'm lazy, and sometimes off my head

My make-up looks stupid, I'm not good enough in bed

He doesn't like my friends, he hates it when I cry

He made me change this poem, cos he says it is a lie

When I clean up after him, I miss a sock or two

I should be someone different, but he won't tell me who

I don't think that Hyde loves me, Jekyll disagrees

Hyde can cause me so much pain, but Jekyll never sees

Hyde says when Jekyll's not there, he's free to say what's true

I just hope one day Jekyll will be all there is to you