What’s all this self flagellation on the screen
As if I am not still the queen 
Of my own domain 
I look outside and it starts to rain
And in Ireland it pours
It’s still the same man my heart adores
Though I never let my mouth speak 
In case he might think that I am weak 
For having such tender feelings 
And for the reeling
That he induced 
When he produced
His sense of humour and a pistol
Now we’re out dancing in Krystle 
And its the bane of Dublin City in the mid 2000’s 
I remember when I thought love meant holding hands 
And going on walks on the beach
Is it what you come to teach 
That it is the unattainable I can never reach
And I may have been eighteen and naive 
But I still can’t believe
You would turn away from all we are
I know because there is a star 
Shining over the place where you abide
And I know that you reside
With another woman now 
And she keeps you coming, somehow
Always home to her gate
And there was never much on my dinner plate 
To offer up to the sky
Only that I was willing to die
To bring you to a place of balance 
And being out of luck is one of my talents 
When it comes to you 
I let you see because you wanted me to 

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