(Blood) On a Stainless Steel Pan

I was hit in the face with a pan today.
I felt the steel puncture my upper lip
To your early morning assault I say, flippin’ A!

I served you in bed a piece of toast and some whey
Yet through my mandible you did so savagely rip
I was hit in the face with a pan today.

The stainless steel spotless as your Teflon soul remains
And I tell my friends that down our stairs I did flip
To your early morning assault I say, flippin’ A!

Lady luck is not a lady, maybe a bouncer led astray
Who bounced off my chin on a most manly trip.
I was hit in the face with a pan today.

You tore through my heart like an angry gamma ray
And across my skin I felt the lash of your whip
To your early morning assault I say, flippin’ A!

But even though you came close to closing an airway
I still love you without bounds, without regret or remorse.
Because even though you hit my face with a pan today
It was our best pan, flung with love’s true force.