i'm here to pick up the pieces for when he flees with weak reasons feeling your needs impedes him his evenings, leads diseases beneath your sheets when, you thought your heart, completes him hardly; oddly enough, he bluffed discreetly, you weakened then jumped, in the deep end believing he'd sweep in & catch you look at you, then breathe in your lungs to capture, your love laughter is song, then swung, from the rafters look at her, like hun, what have you become so dumb; how come, she missed it he hid it; dipped it in kisses so when she listened she only heard, his serenades, not the words or the heartache, marching her way, like parades or a herd he's rearranged her smile; it fades now into a frown of concern worn out his welcome, at every turn taking one too many helpings, all unearned cut your loses, you deserve awesome how often does he have to be awful, for you to learn