What could I do?
Or what should i say,
To prove to you
That all that's been said
...
Staring down there
at the picture of your wedding
(In Leeds)
I notice the Fat Bride.
...
As the words spilled out
more sour than my drunken bile
my heart rhythm beat
this - is - it
...
Ode to my little pink pill
You are my saviour,
And my ultimate downfall.
Like so many little pills
...
Finding Out
What could I do?
Or what should i say,
To prove to you
That all that's been said
And all that's been done
Can't be erased
This could make us stronger
In so many ways.
Because you I forgave
Before you forgot
What I already knew
To protect you from feelings
Long since worked through.
Please please understand
As I plead with you now
How much I feel
Cannot be ignored
When I tell you I want you
Makes me want you more.