The Irish male at seventeen
What a wonder fucking dream
And he drew me in then pushed me back
As though there’s nothing that we lack
In our two by two, absolute four
And I don’t know who I am anymore
As I leave unlocked and off the hinge door
There’s no one close by what I have in store
For you, for us, for him, for she
Could you just get down on one knee
So I could let you in again
Instead of running away from men
Coz they always want and need, lookout!
So much so that I am in doubt
As to what we’ve forever been
Now I just see you on a screen
Talking to that other girl
I wish the paper would just unfurl
And unmap the story of us
Something in which I can trust
And I don’t care about all of the guys
On the sidelines to my futile tries
To win you over, once more, again
Don’t blame me for being your friend
As you throw around what people love
I’m sorry I ever gave you that drug
The one with the hit so high
And I’m just the queen of saying goodbye
Until the day you made me say
I really like you, okay?
And when I wrapped my arms around ya
I knew that you were sound, yeah
With your gentle and sashay
When did all of that go away
To be replaced by thunderstorm
You think you’re hot, you’re not even warm
As lightning cracks bolts across the black
I’ll always have asked you back
Into the room where it’s just us two
I don’t think they know about all of it, do you?
As silent on the astral plane
You used to enunciate my name
And I hear you now with all of the slow
Do you just suppose or do you know
Exactly what you claim to be
Is the ocean all at sea
Like it used to be when we were young
Just old enough to get some
And I don’t blush anymore
When you look at me like that, a stór
But something stirs at the sight
Of you in the twilight
When I think of all that could’ve been
With the Irish male at seventeen