fuck off you say and shut the door
and shut your eyes and shut my mouth
we used to be so close but now
it seems we never grew this far.

I can't compete with truths and hope
served by lips wrapped on your cock
I cannot cope with venom whispers
grasped while riding and you rock.

how did I lose without a fight?
my table turned around at night
had no control I feel so bad
as shuttered turn took place in bed

I know it was your mind that turned
around no table now you try
lonely nights obscure my bed
it seems my tears shall never dry

no new tidings do I bear
to watch your eyes I never dare
I sip this drink of hate and sorrow
by a table of no tomorrow