I sit here in the dark alone,
In what used to sound like a home,
Our friends popping by and bidding good day
Babies laughing as they sit and play
These sounds all echo around this room
Yet now I sit and ponder, assume
The silence of something I never did
Lost my love, my home, my sex, my van, my phone, my kid
'Tis only right I move away
Must heed my true friends' words they say
Look back with a slight tinge of regret
Of when we first met and what's not happened yet
Letting out intermittent sighs
Thoughts of legs and beautiful eyes
That used to sparkle with innocent manner
But once a strayer, bares a heavy banner
That signified the path of us
Love filled the engine, the future drove the bus
How sad not to last the bairns growing tall
Not opening the door to their boyfriends and girlfriends and saying hello in the hall
I think of all the meals I made
And all the albums we have played
I recall every massage and the sex
How unlucky was I to become the 'ex'?
What did I ever deserve to have been robbed of the finish line?
How many flowers and poems and bottles of wine?
How many times did I pleasure her first?
Took her food, run her baths, got her undies that fit! and drinks for her thirst?
I truly have lost count
It's not about the ammount
It'sabout deserving something back
Not being left on my 'Jack'
Having to sell all my music and such
When it's clear that I loved it almost as much
Sadly now I am tarnished for the rest of my days and years
To a life of always being unsure and displaying my fears
About letting go and having real fun
For my faith and respect of woman hast come undone
Badly in need of repair, a rethink
I won't find the answers in any drug or drink
Thought I would nurse you into old age
Thought the rest of my rhyme would fall on your page
And not at any stage
Have a jealousy rage
For now I feel enlightened, and clear
There was no mental illness between my left and right ear
I deserved for her to be sincere
'Cos I wanted you to be happy here
I wanted yours' to be the last voice I hear
Oh dear oh dear
I feel my life drifting away
With the dawning of each bright new day
And Iv'e settled for the fact that I'm clumsy, unlucky
Proud of my life, my self; and so plucky
Made and lost some good friends along the way
'Cos I have no time for those that stray or take the evidence to the things I say
Yet for all those years of staying steadfastly loyal and true
It's me losing everything... not you.