I ache in places I didn’t know exist 
Like there is a life I missed 
Hidden somewhere in the grass 
With the man that I harassed 
When he actually answered the phone 
And I tried to get him alone 
But he’s got a spouse or a girl in waiting 
And I know that she might be hating 
If she knew what I whispered then 
That his name is like an Amen 
The conclusion of every prayer
All because He is there 
And I tried to draw him silver and I tried to draw him gold 
I tried to draw him pictures of us both growing old 
But he breaks my grasp 
Throws me backwards into a bed of asps 
And says poison yourself then 
I replay it over and over again 
And I writhe and I slither like one of them 
I chime like a clock set to Big Ben 
And it’s the news 
That you should just expect that from dudes 
Who have a wife 
That you mean less in their lives 
That their hidden shame 
That won’t call a girl by their name 
But only the title repute 
And I can call you a flute 
But it doesn’t mean you can play a tune 
Like a pied piper to get me into the room 
And I know he wants to have me onside 
Hurling abuse at his bride 
While he mediates 
And compromises with fate 
So he could have on his left hand 
Someone that could understand 
All his knotted thread 
Because he feels alone when he’s in bed
And he doesn’t know why 
And there are times he wants to die 
From sheer lack of juice 
No vitality to make fruit
And embody 
A trait that scholars could study 
“Why is life so dry?”
I reach out and I try 
But with every hint of burning lust 
I realise that I cannot trust 
In all he’s come to be
He’s fallen away from history