When you said that you loved me,
though you knew it wasn't true,
had you planned your betrayal,
as a thing you had to do?
Wasn't even your second best,
how could I've been so very blind?
I was rarely on your mind,
(I was rarely on your mind)
I was rarely on your mind.
Maybe I was in the wrong place,
at the lonely, lonely times,
but you never once told me,
you were happy I was yours.
And those things you should have said and done,
guess you just never made the time.
I was rarely on your mind,
(I was rarely on your mind)
I was rarely on your mind.
Tell me,
tell me how you lived with me and lied,
and give me,
give me from your grave the tears I have so cried,
that I so cried.
And those things you should have said and done,
guess you just never made the time,
I was rarely on your mind,
(I was rarely on your mind)
I was rarely on your mind.
I was rarely on your mind,
(I was rarely on your mind)
I was rarely on your mind.
Just a poem to hope for catharsis of sorts, using Willie Nelson's great song 'You Were Always On My Mind' but kind of inverting it and applying it to an innocence. I've retained some of his words and tried to use the same syllabic count in all the lines.