Saturday, July 2, 2011

SHE

She did it again, didnt she?
She told you a lie,
she didnt show up,
she made you wait around
'til you thought you'd throw up...

You swore off of her-
she'd made her final mistake!
This time you had enough
You'd had more than you could take.

You paced the floor
You prepared your final conversation
You decided to refuse to accept
one more of her bullshit explanations.

You watched that fucking clock
Lit a cigarette as you waited
and as the minutes passed
your anger became more unsatiated.

You thought of all the times
you had been right here before
You thought you'd go to bed
yet you couldn't lock the door.

You sat nearest to the phone
and you waited for her call
And when you never heard a ring
you thought surely, "fuck it all!"

But soon your anger subsided
and you gave way to defeat
And you realized it was another night of pain
 currently in progress on repeat.

In the darkness in bed awake
you finally heard the front door
And you wondered where she'd been
but could not conceive her as a whore.

And drunk she fell in bed beside you
and she, as usual, began to weep
So you sucked down the drink love had served you
and held her calmly until she was asleep.

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