Life Being What It Is

You put a note into my pocket,

said be good to yourself

and that was all...

Life being what it is,

we all dream of revenge.

Open your eyes for a second,

just to roll them at me...

I stared straight into the sun,

something to concentrate on.

And if you turn it on you'd find,

I've written you a thousand times...

You would do anything,

you'd give up everything for god knows why.

I just can't stay 'till you're gone...

I wont wish you well,

I wont see you off.

I wont try to call,

if I see you in my mind,

I'll say to you:

It's not your fault.

You said I'll see you in September,

but thats not long enough for me...

You put a note in my pocket,

so it would take care of me,

but that was all.