The Complexity of Toxicity

I can't breathe

because I love her

but she's a gold-digger

And now I don't have money for my inhaler

We're just friends but she's been mooching

Now I'm gonna confront her and stop smooching

her bum

But not before I get an inhaler.

Then I'll be the suffocator

Causing asphyxiation with words.

We'll make an agreement as usual

But this time I'll hold her neck to it.