Fall to Pieces

It’s bin a long week, not a shit week
Catching up with, faces long gone
Helps me work out, where I belong
Filling holes with drink and song
All the fun we had has all come back
When it goes, I’m back to square 1

Then it comes again, tine to justify
All the things I’ve tried
For every time I lied
I wouldn’t lie to you
That’s appalling

I’ve bin working, but not working
Should be moving, going nowhere
These little pieces, are still forming
First I get one, then I loose one
If it fit’s you, then fucking wear it
But if it makes you fit, that’s appalling

Every time I look around
Something else has fallen to pieces
Every time I, come around
You’re strung out, or sleeping

Then it comes again, tine to justify
All the things I’ve tried
For every time I lied
I wouldn’t lie to you
That’s appalling

It’s bin a long week, now it’s Friday
Still can’t get that, Friday feeling
When I’m working, you’re sleeping
Poll’s apart is how were drifting
Every time I look around
Something elce has fallen to pieces

The real world has teeth, and nasty beady eyes
And comes to get you when you least realise
Responsibility really bothers me
With out you by my side, #I’m always stalling
Every time I, come around
You’re strung out, or sleeping
Every time I look around
Something else has fallen to pieces

© 23/06/09 Alex Kyriacou