Thursday, 6 August 2009

The Worst thing that ever happened

I got my sights set on low, coz that just seems like the best way to go,
But it’s the worst thing that ever happened,
The last thing, that will ever happen.
I can’t be your party bitch, not again.

Dreaming and sprouting roots, from my brain to the phone,
Where all clichés roam.
Guise you isn’t coming home? (durrrr …no!)
Maybe I should’ve change my sock’s,
Or brushed my teeth, more than once a week.
And tried to give a shit, when you spoke to me, still crap designs are free.

But it’s the worst thing that ever happened,
The last thing, that will ever happen.
I can’t be your bitch, not again.

Sitting in Makies bar, drinking Special Brew, seems like my lies came true.
Taking things for granted, and now, I find what I own ain’t mine,
But in this state that’s fine.
And then I see you out, with “the other man”
If I gave a shit I’d cry, or drink anti-freeze and die.
But I’m a Jewish guy, I’m too tuff to.
“Too tuff to die”

Easy come, easy go, never care, “that’s me”
Or at least that’s what I hoped it would be,
But it’s the worst thing that ever happened,
The last thing, that will ever happen.
The worst thing that ever happened
Happened again

Thursday, 06 August 2009 Alex Kyriacou

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