Do you remember the night When we fell in love? The moon was bright A wishing star shot from above You said the world is sink or swim And there was no way we could sink But if you want to talk it over You can tell it to your shrink Things got ugly As they often do It broke off so roughly I took it so roughly too It happened so fast What was I to think? If you want to talk about it Tell it to your shrink Hand in hand Side by side You got no man Go run and hide We parted ways The separating fence was chain-link You want to moan about it Tell it to your shrink With a sinister smile You wished me well Biting your teeth You whispered “go to hell” You waved me off Like something that stinked I wanted to talk things over You told me to tell it to my shrink I’m pulling my hair And pacing around You didn’t treat me fair You messed around Now you cry and waste your time Pushing me right up to the brink Keep crying honey Cry about it to your shrink You were a smoker But it wasn’t contagious I was a hoper You found it outrageous When things got desperate You went for a drink You want to talk about it now Go tell it to your shrink It was all your fault And you know it’s true You poured and rubbed salt Deep in my wounds I will not apologize Just because you cried your eyes pink You want to keep crying Go cry to your shrink The words you said They truly hurt You told me to drop dead Face down in the dirt I washed my hands of you Right there in the sink You got something to say Say it to your shrink There was fire in your eyes And hatred in your breath Blood moon skies And a certain scent of death Our love decayed I went for a drink You can keep replaying it in your mind You can tell it to your shrink We made love There was nothing lovely about it You like it rough I heard you shout it Go on, push me, make me mad Isn’t anger your kink? Go on scream your side of the story But save it for your shrink Last night I was at the studio Where you and I met Bob Dylan was on the radio My cheeks were getting wet I remembered the moonlit night When our glasses clinked I slowly hummed the tune A wishing star stole my mind and my ink I can’t sit still I miss your bones Only in your arms Do I feel home Why’d it have to cut like that Broken with bent back, I just slink It hurt so much that five years later I still talk about it to my shrink
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