I thought of how I struggled to sleep these days
because everything had suddenly become nothing
and nothing had meaning.
I gave myself up to you
and you let me down darling
so I stopped caring
you made me sour, bitter, cynical.
Everyone wanted nothing from me
but sex, money, some company.
You called me a cold hearted bitch
I called you a prick
how dare you expect me
to keep that heart I once had,
how could I anyway,
when I lost it
in the palm of your
stupid hands.
I took myself to the sea
and I was a wave
I don’t care
let me roll in
and out
don’t speak to me, but do.
I will run from one thing to the other
I couldn’t choose
this man or that man, that drink or that one,
that confusion or this one.
I can’t offer you anything my dear,
let you and I
keep it that way.