Lied to, cheated on and dumped from high,
Better I don’t know, kept from the truth or cry,
Truth, relationships and the way we should be,
A big difference, of opinion, on how we see,
Our world, our life and the way it’s all done,
Sucker for punishment, I’m on the run.
Third time lucky but wrong time of year,
Thought we would wait until it was clear,
Here, alone, with you in this room,
I need to move on, sometime, soon,
One more chance or I’ll look for fun,
Sucker for punishment, I’m on the run.
You say I don’t talk, just write poems and songs,
That’s better than you, at least I write wrongs,
Pen to paper and my feelings are heard,
It makes sense to me, but to you absurd,
Read what I say, it’s all from the heart,
If you understand, perhaps a new start.
I’ll give it my best if you do the same,
I need one hundred percent if I’m to remain,
In this room, this house, this town, this city,
I need beauty inside not just to look pretty,
Give me your all and you’ll get mine right back,
Then together forever I promise you that.
The past behind us, and the future ahead,
We can make things beautiful, take it for read,
A mixture of us will be a stunning display,
Something forever like night turns to day,
There’s always hope if love is still there,
Don’t try to hide it, just handle with care.
