On the Edge

I drank all of the brandy I smoked every night till three All because the man Won’t come back to me I talked online to an ex-boyfriend I slept on the couch for a week I cried and cried on the underground Won’t you please come back to me? I hung around, my pyjamas on I didn’t clean my face or teeth I thought for a while With a sad frown and a smile Is he not coming back for me? I flirted with boys Who left me empty inside I cried whenever alone I looked at myself I felt quite ill And thought he’s not ever coming back here for me Grief stricken was I Friends took me aside And showed me how to drink It numbs the pain of love you see When he’s not coming back for you I changed my hair Ran around the block Tried to pretend that I didn’t care I asked myself why Over and over again Is he not coming back for me? Hospital strikes Drip in my arm I smile the morphine takes me on It seems to say with a wink and a smile That he’s not gonna be back here for you Another week goes by My appendix has died I receive a costly call from New York As I lay in my bloody hospital pants He says with a croaky voice That he’s probably, maybe not coming back to me Now I’m out I’m scarred My hair is short Apparently to all it was plain to see That my baby, my darling, the love of my life Was always going to run from me Life is short she thinks And love is cruel sometimes My body has died a thousand times And all I hoped And all I wanted Was for him to come back to me And long did it echo The emptiness lingered The touch of love that he had brought And as she imagined his face And the world he must chase She then didn’t expect To ever see him again