Slight of hand

This is the song I wrote when the Mother of my kids and I split up. Now I can listen to it without grimacing.

"Cos you don't seem to mind, No you don't care at all.

Another Ginger RIot Original

Folky Wolky nonsensical diatribe

Verse 1

I popped my pride last Tuesday

I found myself at your door,

The kids were please to see me,

No I couldn't have wanted more

Drinking coffee in the Garden

Saw you through the years we were at war,

You said you never understood me

But you never wanted more than me,

And it's like getting to know you all over again.

(Chorus)

Well I couldn't hold temper,

I just wanted something pure

I play songs for you inside my head

Then I couldn't find the chord,

I didn't mean to say I love ya

But the words fell to the floor

But I'm ever so glad to be getting to know you once more

Verse 2

I was fine each time you saw me

Wearing very little at all

The kids were upstairs Sleeping

A blanket on the floor

We drank wine straight from the bottle

Then our bodies began to talk

Looking deep in my eyes

You said you never wanted more than me

Well I'm glad I'm getting to know you again

(Chorus)

Well I couldn't hold temper,

I just wanted something pure

I play songs for you inside my head

Then I couldn't find the chord,

I didn't mean to say I love you

But the words fell to the floor

I'm just ever so glad to be getting to know you once more

Verse

I'm came to you just yesterday

You were crying on the floor

A letter in your white fingers

Muddy footprints out the door

Oh he'd told you that "he loved you

But you're a dirty lying whore"

Looking feverishly at me

You said he gave you so much than I

And I see I know you again

(Chorus)

And now I couldn't hold my temper

Cos you were never something pure

I wrote many songs inside my head

Now they rancour with discord

Hate every little I love you

Now you watch me hit the floor

I wish I hadn't bothered now

As I hate you once

I wish I hadn't bothered

I wish I hadn't bothered