Hoodwinked

Never again

Will I give you

The benefit

Of the doubt

Not now your lies

Have been uncovered

And the truth

Is finally out

A Rum Punch

If at first

You don’t succeed

You should try,

And try again

Then when all else fails

Down a sea of cocktails

And hope

It dulls the pain

Fleeting

If you get

A chance

Of happiness

You should grab it

With both hands

Take it from one

Whose time

Has gone

And so completely

Understands

I Think I Love You

This should’ve been

About convenience

And not a true

Affair of the heart

But when you tell me lies

To my total surprise

It completely

Tears me apart 

Dead And Buried

You’ll no longer tell

Me what to do

How to think

Or to behave

Now the stars have aligned

I know my own mind

And I’ll take it

To my grave

Desperate

I think I thought 

I’d be alright 

That it would all

Work itself out

And yet

I’m still here

Suffering

From loneliness

And self doubt

Consumed

I’m not saying

You should forgive

But you could try

To forget

It can’t be a life

Worth living

Full of self loathing

And regret

All You Deserve

Perhaps it’s time

I move on

And forget

The things you did 

It most likely wouldn’t

Take me long

To find reasons

To forgive

But there’s still a hold

On my heart

That stops me picking

Up the phone

A feeling I’ve had

From the start

Something I

Have always known

That’s even if

I was forthcoming

I’d get fuck all

In return

So, for now

I’ll just say nothing

While the fires

Around you burn

Lucid Drinking

As I sit here

Nursing a beer

Facing up

To the cold light of day

It is crystal clear

To me now, dear

You never loved me

Anyway

Fickle

You can pull
Out all the stops
Call on every ploy
And device
But whatever the spiel
They will never feel
Exactly the same way,
Twice

The Operation

Is there another way

She asked

To cure my ills?

I’d have no problem

Taking the pills

If there was something

He said

To advise, I would

But no pill out there

Would do you any good

What are you saying

She asked

I’m devoid of hope?

All that’s left

Is to sit around and mope?

What I mean

He said

Is given your pain

The only way forward

Is to rewire your brain

Tapping Out

That’s it

I’m done

I have had

Enough

There is no

More smooth

To soften

The rough

And I know

That I seem

Pretty hardy

And tough

But trust me

I’m made

Of nothing like

The stuff

Poking The Bear

Now you’ve upped

And left me

Breaking my heart

Again

I wish you nothing

But cruelty,

Emotional torture

And pain

The Endless Search

If I could turn

Back the clock

I’d say yes

To that walk

If only the sands

Of time would stop

I’d stay awhile

And talk

But for a return

Through time and space

There is no point

In wishing

If wherever I’d go

Whatever the place

You will still

Be missing

Xxx

Fuck You Very Much

There’s plenty that

I could have said

Even more

I could have done

But you don’t deserve

The satisfaction

Of thinking

That you’ve won

As If

I find it funny

You think 

I’d remember

Even more so

That I’d care

Because

Everything you said

Went over my head

As you were blissfully

Unaware

Taking A Number

I actually believed it

When you said

“I love you”

But little

Did I realise

I was at the back

Of the queue

I Remember

You cannot say

You didn’t know

Or that I wasn’t clear

When I said no

The fact that you

Were “just a kid”

Will never justify

What you did

Used To It

It’s not me you want

It’s her, over there

With the sparkly eyes

And the perfect hair

But I’ll play along

And my feelings, ignore

After all I’ve done it

Plenty times before

Saturday

It wasn’t written 

In the stars

Or foretold through 

Your wanky cards 

It was just by chance 

We met that day 

And I wouldn’t have had it 

Any other way

Xxx

Compadre

There’s no way

I could know

The depths of your hell

But I’ve known

My own

All too fucking well

Dying On That Hill

Although you’ve talked

For a while

I’m not sure where

You’re going with this

But if you’re prepared

To take a shot

You’d better make sure

You don’t miss

The Wrong Tree

It’s nice to see

How you are with me

Is in no way chauvinistic

But as for your chance

When it comes to romance

I wouldn’t be too optimistic

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