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I agreed to all
the things that you said
from counselling
to crazy in the head
how many rings
or hoops , or tunes to sing
do you think
bring me back from dead .

New friends they come
to you
with gifts to bare
you're coming home
new rules
you're staying there
I ring your phone
as they are in your dome
you say we're done
and that I , I just don't care .

Vague traces
of what is going on
playing music in places
sleeping in bedrooms
we never did this
because of your illness
no I'm not claiming victim
as you , you say I do

Late in the evening
I then hear from you
you're only up for receiving
as friends have left the room
I ask you what , what should we now do
you're like a robot
who claims to have no clue
I slid in the slot
of your own set plot
then you tie me in knots
asking for more truths .

You speak
of abuse
and how to not fight
what is the use
when you , you're always right
if I have to pay my dues
which , I said I'll do
doesn't grant a change of rules
and a lengthened plight .

You runaway
or you close down
if I happen to say
a thing to make you frown
but you do it me
with regularity
nothing's easy
in a world of shut down towns.

I accept that I
did a lot of wrong
I'm willing to die
for you and change my tongue
so work with me
and write some new day songs
if you really loved me
you would , for future fun .












Written by diddi (StephenPaul Summerscales)
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