My congratulations – girl you've bled me dry.
Though you tried to warn me,
I'm still feeling quite surprised.
I'm rearranging clichés as I lie in this room.
I'll go and check with Ani
'Cos she'll have been here too. Fuck you.
You said that you were sorry
Babe that just won't do.
Do you really think a band-aid
Could heal this open wound?
I dreamed there was us
But there is only me and you.
Or perhaps now just me
Do our bridges lie in ruins?
Fuck you.
I wonder if you shook me hard enough
Would these feelings go away?
A day of listless longing with nothing left to say
Walking on a wire – I thought I'd risk a leap.
But I never could have guessed you'd
Take the ground out from my feet.
And now I don't know where to turn
I'm back in free fall
Today I mourn your memory but tomorrow move on.
Fuck you.
I hope that I am wrong.
I hope I see you soon.
I hope that you will call me
Cos I sure ain't calling you.
We were laying down foundations
But the cornerstones weren't true.
Now the horses they have bolted
And the sunset's been ruined.
Fuck you.
My tear ducts empty, I'm sure I've paid my dues.
And what I lose in rhythm I'm making up in blues.
I hope that you are happy; I trust that she is well.
The night closes in on my Tuesday