Infidelity and indecision equals heartache
her heart is broken battered and bruised,
her wounds are open and raw,
being torn between two is taking it’s toll,
her heart can’t take anymore.
tears on her pillow and pain in the night,
the poor girl’s all cried out,
choose one or the other and do it quick,
or girl you’ll be left with nowt.
how she longs to run away,
and start fresh all over again,
and take a different path to the one she’s on now,
not torn between two men.
but still the girl is stuck here,
not knowing which way to turn,
which one to spend her life with,
and which one she has to spurn.
this life’s a bitch so it would seem,
plagued by insecurity and fear,
all self inflicted and with plenty to lose,
I pity the girl who can’t choose.
(2004)
