No More
I stagger when I walk And I spit when I talk. But my eloquence Is no recompense For what I put you through. Sure you got money; I know you didn’t want it But I flaunt it Anyway. I miss your cheeky face Every day of my life. Love severed Impossible to To replace. Not a snow man, I don’t melt away. Been dealt duff hands before But sure I can recover And discover a new reality.