You Oughta Know!

I want you to know, that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both

An older version of me
Is he perverted like me
Would he go down on you in a theatre

Does he speak eloquently
And would he have your baby
I'm sure he'd make a really excellent mother

'cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak his name
Does he know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, till you died
But you're still alive

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you fuck him?

1 commenti:

  1. Ho sempre amato particolarmente i versi da te segnalati in grassetto, soprattutto il primo. Da adolescente li urlavo con una strana rabbia, cosciente della "volgarità" delle parole, come se fosse una trasgressione da gridare a gran voce :)


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