Here's a song I "invented", it goes to the tune of "Amish Paradise" by Weird Al or Gangster's Paradise by COOLIO. Either way here it is:

I send you a message and you don’t even reply
and then the next day at work, you don’t even say “hi”!

You see me comin’ and you cross the street
and I think to myself, don’t bother to greet!

I try to ask you why you act this way,
but you keep low, don’t see you all day.

Then at night, you say I am the only for you.
Well, then I ask: why are you making me feel so blue?

You hold me tight and say you are sorry;
(bit missing here)

You are married, aren’t ya?
You say no and turn away.

I don’t believe it, so I look in the telephone book,
I don’t dare to open the page and look.

First I see your name, but was it this?
Below it, it says: Pris.

I confront you with it, but you say it’s your sister.
How stupid do you think I am, Mister?

Oh, I give up… Inspiration, where are you??? I knew should have bought a voice recorder!!!