Let me hold the door for you, after all it’s the least I can do.
Your coat my dear, let me; you mustn’t do a thing.
Let me take care of you and resent you for it later, I want you to sit and relax for now.
Of course I pay attention, I have all your favorite things committed to memory and I’ll be happy to give them to you when it suits me.
When I no longer get what I want from you, you’ll find my kindness has reached its end.
Let me hold the door for you, my love, and laugh as I slam it in your face.

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