Mis-sold The Dream

Will I
always
be like
this

She
asked

Will I
always
be so
sad?

There’s
no point
asking
me

He
said

You’re not
the only
one who’s
been had

Selfish

I suppose
I should
have
asked

If you
really
were
ok

Before
I put our
friendship
on blast

And
again as
I walked
away

Nyctophilia

I’m
better
alone
than in
company

Just
like I’m
happier
in the
dark

That
way
I never
have to
see anyone

Or
hear
another
disparaging
remark

A Helping Hand

Although
we have
now come
to an end

Your help
to me
has been
a godsend

Even
though
my heart
you could
not mend

You’ve
stopped
me from
going round
the bend

That’s Enough

I’ve got
nothing
more to
say to you

So please
just
leave me
alone

You don’t
deserve
anything
from me

For every
chance
you have
blown

The Spree

I’m
leaving
first
thing
in the
morning

And I’m
unsure
if I’ll
return

For I
have
so
many
scores
to settle

And a
shitload
of bridges
to burn

Confidante

I wish
I could
tell you
everything

With
no
detail
spared

Perhaps
I would

If I
thought
you’d be
interested

If for a
second
I believed
you cared

Not Then / Not Now / Not Ever

What will we do when this feud ends?

Just sit around and all be friends?

Forget the hatred and bile that’s been spilled,

And hope our relationships we can rebuild?

Well, it’s not for me,

You can count me out.

Of that there can be absolutely no doubt.

Because I will hold onto this grudge forever.

And I want nothing to do with you again whatsoever.

My Truth

I wish I
could say
I was sorry

I wish
I could
say I care

But I’m
actually
not

And I
really
don’t

So to lie
would
be unfair