Slippery Slidey Way

So what went wrong in your eyes,
Sweetheart I can’t decide,  for the life of me,
When I’m running this all over in my head.

Tried to phone no reply,
But I’d just like to know why, for my sanity,
When I’m running this all over in my head.

Cuz’ your stories they didn’t even check out,
But you said that I was getting boring oh you wanted out
But no, so where did you go?

What do I care? Never mind,
Just to gain a disguise for my benefit,
And you wore far too much make-up anyway.

You got bags under your eyes
Your getting tangled in lies, man I’m telling you
Their gonna’ catch you up now any day

I warned you now its getting you down
With these stories you wont work in my town again
Till heaven knows when.

Darling you’ve got some front
Now won’t you look what you’ve become
You thought you’d put me to bed
But if you thought you’d got one over me, baby you must be out of your head.

More fool you, thought you’d mess me around
I’ve got, the feeling for you so don’t come around anymore,
I’ll show you the door…

Darling you’ve got some front
Now won’t you look what you’ve become
You thought you’d put me to bed, but like I said
If you thought you’d got one over me, baby you must be out of your head.

Copyright © 2004 Tom Folan.