Too Late

You
only
want
me
now

Because
he
says
he
does

Well
you
had
your
chance

But
you
rebuffed
my
advance

So go
jump
in front
of a
bus

The Silver Medal

This
was
hardly
a fair
fight

And
we
both
know
who
rightfully
won

Yet
I’ll
step
graciously
aside
for
you

As
one
day
the
truth
will
come

The(ir) Split

It’s
not
about
what
she
did

Or
what
he did
either
to be
fair

It’s
about
how
it has
made
me feel

For
the
rest
I could
not
care

Fuck Buddies

I
won’t
always
be
here,
you
know

For
when
you
feel
the
need
to
ask

Not
while
there
are
more
dicks
to
blow

And
other
glows
in
which
to
bask

Resurrection

If I
were
to see
you
again

I
wouldn’t
know
where
to start

So
perhaps
it’s
best

I lay
here
to
rest

And
nurse
my
broken
heart

Road Trip

Shall
we
run
away

She
said

To
where
we can
both
be free?

You
don’t
have
to ask
me twice

He
said

I’ll
go fetch
the car
key

Hidden Harm

I killed
myself
today,
you know

And
no one
noticed
a thing

For
everyone
was far
too busy

To
care
about my
suffering

Arrest

I
can’t
believe
you’ve
done
this

And
how
much
you’ve
hurt us
all

So
you
alone
must
face
the
consequences

Now
your
back’s
against
the
wall

Rest In Peace

Someone
sent me
flowers
today

And for
their
kindness
I was
thankful

But
I still
chucked
them
in the
bin

For of
condolences
I’ve had
a tankful

Redundant

It’s
okay
to fail
sometimes

He
said

That
you
keep
trying
will
count

Tell
that
to the
bank
manager

She
said

As my
debts
continue
to mount

Temptress

We
really
shouldn’t
do this

She
said

If it’s
something
you’ll
regret

I won’t
know
until
we’re
done

He
said

And I
haven’t
started
yet