Oh I know what you are thinking
this time everything has changed
He needs you to ease his drinking
can you not see how that's deranged

Your old need to mother the sick
has warped your foolish, kindly, heart
His pain falls on you like a brick
you have known the truth from the start

As you tell yourself he loves you
while pain on you he lavishes
His heart can't take on love a ‘new
and heal from neglect’s ravages

The wounds aren't love he gives to you
it's your shoulder that he cries on
His heart has room for only two
it's to this pain you are now drawn

No man can give what he has not
his heart aching for another
He can't give what he hasn't got
while still crying for the other


Tate