single with a bullet
like brick shrapnel to the brain
your pre-emptive strike has bombed my heart
and shattered me in pain
you thought we had no future
so you looked into the past
and went back to the time we thought
that it would never last
and now with war approaching
and the battle to stay sane
your life is all in order
and i'm on my own again
single with a bullet
and i'm dying for a fuck
for a cuddle for a smile
but i just ran out of luck
Never Going To Talk To Her Again by Wayne Myers