Six Days

Six days, couple hundred texts and several phone calls later
We have established that ‘you’ve changed’
The amount of times I’ve heard that line
And the little that it meant
But somehow I'm becoming okay with it all
I'm using you, and I think you know so let’s just carry on
I never bow my head in the rain
I am too proud to be defeated so easily
I will not be fucked around by you
But I suppose that a change your not going to work with
Too used to calling the shots and not calling back
You say you can’t handle me
And contrary to your aim
The only person in the shadows here is you
This is your defect, your downfall
I am not to blame for this flaw in your character
I still don’t want to come to your party
Because I'm not having sex with you on the floor of your room
Partly because I have a bad back,
And party because you make me feel sick
You asked me what I want from you
And to be honest I think I was just bored
So I would call you
And meet up with you
I told you this at first
But I think you thought you’d won me over
And carefully grown some feelings or you
But I could see through everything you ever said.
Each syllable had an evil twin
It became a game of chess
I was tactics and careful not to incriminate myself
I stayed on the white squares
Because I don’t need to be tarred with that brush
Like all the other girls you use and dispose of
The arguments we had over that
And it finally came to a head
When I unleashed my arsenal on you
And your Jericho crumbled
Those Jerusalem bells were rung
And your dream coat unravelled
So now all I see is the golem that was revealed
With its double bent spine and poor eyesight
Mobile only on its high horse, with those pale hairy legs
And I gag, and carry on.
That’s how I like to think of you now