|02-18-2007, 05:04 PM||#1 (permalink)|
that's my war face.
Join Date: Nov 2005
Kissing Over Breakfast?
I could smash your lovely face in
If it wasn't looking so pretty, lit up by the parrafin
lamp on our dining room table,
you push your luck cos you know that I'm not able,
to do anything to harm you.
We've convinved ourselves that my words mean **** all,
You put that belt around my neck and you tightened the buckle
Fair enough you cooked me a nice meal tonight
but does this Beijing Duck make everything alright?
I could break your perfect bones
Tape over our holiday videos and kick you out of my home
I'll take solace in the spare bedroom
Knocking back Aldi wine and inhaling smoke fumes
Here's a last glass to the good old past
Where we didn't need a Beijing Duck to secure a ****
Here's a last drag to the times we've had
I'll leave before we become my Mom and Dad
Even though we already have.