She only loved me for my Kermit onesie
She only loved me when I was the frog
She only loved me when I'd eat flies and ribbit
She never loved me when I was the horse or dog
She only loved me for my Kermit onesie
She never truly loved who I was within
But in the swamp of my bitter, lonely sadness
I can no longer see where the frog ends or where I begin