Sporting a Scar - Northern Portrait
Dear person unaware of what is going on here
It's just an attitude
When all I do is mock your pretty face
And just the way I am cynical and shameless
Somebody told me so
I wouldn't change a word of what they said
Oh well
In a checked shirt unwanted slim fit
You were the best thing
That never happened to me
I couldn't talk I couldn't move
A shocking sight of someone I used to know as you
A tasteless way of trying to seem interesting
You know I wouldn't fall for
Such a cheap trick in a million years
Eye to the keyhole
Nothing but blackness
I really do protest
Against your so called fancy dress
When all that's left is leftovers
From years and years of fear
And when the only thing
I think of in order to get out of here
Is hara-kiri with a teaspoon
It might be time to disappear
Just how could anyone confuse
This thing with having a good time
Please get me out of here I'm so fed up
Please let me disappear
