Presumptuous Bastard

 

The first time I saw you, I saw fire in your eyes.
A burning passion, that's impossible to hide;
But I must resist these urges and not repeat history,
Or we shall simply enter a vicious circle, like Sid and Nancy.


I am far too old, to watch you become like Courtney
And to have you leave me, to share Kurt Cobain’s destiny.


For as I end my drugs experiments,
You are just beginning yours.
So our Romeo and Juliet, Las Vegas wedding,
Would surely end in divorce.


For you currently think, as Kurt would say,
It's better to burn out, than to fade away;
But I can see clearly now, your face is gone.
So just consider, this my ode.


To yonder unfair iron maiden,
Who has taken my heart.
Your Sweet Prince is but a fantasy, of what you believe I am.
For I am simply a holiday romantic.
Who never wanted to depart;
But this is my home and 'tis here I must stand.


Trying not to think, for I can no longer bear,
To see you only in a dream.
I want you; I want to hold you;
I want to kiss the real thing.
In reality and not only in my dreams.


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