Over

It’s that thing again,
the feeling,
building and growing,
burning and scalding into me,
an “own me” thing,
the thing you do,
though you don’t mean it, do you?

I warned you it’d break us up,
split the “me and you”
and make it just “me” and barely “you”
you fool.

You don’t love me like I love you
I told you there’d be tears
the magic numbers are playing
TV on mute, cuts out what they’re saying
you’re crushing your pet
hugging it to death
with it drowning in your “sea of love”

But even an ocean of vodka
waves and waves of kisses
and toe-curling sex and love in the shower
aren’t going to rescue my heart, once it’s gone
and it’s over
even though it’s nobody’s fault
it’s true
just the same
do you really want a lifetime of faking it
with you lying still and just taking it?
With me killing the weakness
with a thousand cuts till it bleeds
and dies and leaves you depressed
and all of our ‘others’ distressed?

That’s all gone, that diamond look in your eyes
all that’s left is a cut glass fake
with a polished shine that fades with time
the sparkle’s dulled, I see it, know it
watery dull with just little corners tracing your smile
look; you got what you really wanted
too bad you don’t truly want what you’ve got

are we over?
are we over now?
are we over?
are we breaking up?

I warned you it’d break us up,
split the “me and you”
and make it just “me” and barely “you”
you fool.

You pushed and pushed
and I fell, fell right out of love
and somebody out there caught me
and stopped me dashing on the ground
funny how when you heard of it
you rang and rang my phone to chase me back
but by then I’d got another keeper
and they’re keeping me well away from you
I know it’s a hard lesson for you
but you’d better learn it well

so we’re over?
so we’re over now?
so we’re over?
so we’re breaking up?

I warned you it’d break us up,
split the “me and you”
no it’s made it just “me” and now you’re barely “you”
you fool.
You fool.

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