You are nothing but a cliché,
You used the L word every day.
Then you went and danced the slow dance,
With that sad girl filled with romance.
Oh You are my unlucky charm.
You are my misery and harm.
I saw a black cat cross my path,
So I destroyed your photograph,
Hey I hope you had lots of fun,
I went and bought myself a gun.
I went to the river today,
That was where you happened to say,
That I was your beautiful star.
And you played our song on guitar.
We made love under the moon,
Sadly The morning came too soon.
I saw a black cat cross my path,
So I destroyed your photograph,
Hey I hope you had lots of fun,
I went and bought myself a gun.
Tonight I will hold my gun high,
And fire shots into the sky.
I’ll save a bullet for my heart.
And fall on the grass like a dart.
The people will never erase,
The wide smile left on my face.
I saw a black cat cross my path,
So I destroyed your photograph,
Hey I hope you had lots of fun,
I went and bought myself a gun.
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Author:
David Wakeling (
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- Published: May 23rd, 2023 01:10
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
The night I met my wife someone shot himself in the car park of our little club, over a girl.
Life since them has been humdrum.
I think Love can drive people to suicide especially when your partner cheats.Thanks for reading
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