Like a firm punch to the gut You do that one thing That thing Where you aim for the side But some invisible force More commonly known as your ******* self I’m sorry I should say “ Very human weakness “ Drags that fist back the centre And you hit yourself where it hurts
The pain used to be worth the pleasure The pleasure Always worth the pain The pain Never worth the pleasure The pleasure Never worth the pain Wait Where was I again?
Who do I apologise to? Apologies obviously mean nothing to me Because I accept them And that’s it