I wanted you to love me so seriously
That it was a joke
I don’t have a more interesting
Way to put it
Racked up a nice backlog
Of backlash
The bill winded round like a lap dance
And I was to foot it
I finally got a grip, got over it
As all shattered people must muster
But still to this day
I’d remonstrate innocence
And concede that I was in fact just another sucker
But something has come in swinging
Smashing about and blowing dust
Turning over all those pesky rocks of relic
And proving false what I most trust
Turns out you are a Cunt
And loving me must’ve been far off your radar
Cos you got fists to adulate
Temper hot and heart of glacier
I feel so righteous, feel so avenged
That you never got further than fancy
Well, if we only discount
That night it went past handsy
Not sure how my insecure
Conflated willing for most manly
I learnt not to trust that gut
One too many fuck ups, sadly
I could’ve been a record breaking beauty
Funniest thing since slapstick
Given the same feeling
As your favourite team scoring a hat trick
Could’ve fucked like you’ve never fucked before
Got you high like just a kiss
Can set off the swing of your jaw
And always, always
Leave you wanting more
Because it’s insatiability you cruise to cure
And it’s that insatiability
That sweeps the floor
It’s that impossible hunger to be adored
That makes half the man
Of the boy you was before
Life’s nice when you’re getting
Everything you want
But being pretty and being fucked up
Only lasts so long
And there does come a time
You have to confront your wrongs
I can see now exactly what I was
Something to quiet that belly rumble
When the thirst came to bite
A plaything to warm the chill
Of another drunken night
I’m also a hypocrite
Because I used you for stuff too
Used your good looks
To make me feel brand new
Used the template of your rejection
To fend off anyone who
Thought they had a cut of me
Wondering how they couldn’t see
I’d give the majority to you
But I shed the skin of that little thing I was
A million strips ago
Climbed summits to shine
And had plummets that blind
A human to any godly grace
Had to shame myself sober
And off my face
Not sure how you’ve killed a decade
But I doubt it’s been in a way
That still puts me in my place
And grants you superiority
Still stuffing your cheeks
On dolly meat
You have officially beat
Any rumour of betterment
Don’t you wish what you were to me
Wasn’t so irrelevant?
Because if you lived up to that image
You’d be living better than
But age has absolutely proven
There’s none of you in better men.
by Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 