Still I Hold My Head Up High

Still, I hold my head up high And why you might ask It was not I that left, but she I wear no mask My deeds are opened My life is before you I loved only her at the time Perhaps her love never grew Still, I hold my head up high As she hides from the masses Although some in secret she sees We call them the asses Other know her better But quiet is their voice Perhaps leverage was used And they no other choice Still, I hold my head up high As she is out flirting She is bringing herself down No words am I exerting Let the deeds resolve the deeds Let the blind lead the blind Strong drink will soon open up Her words and her mind Still, I hold my head up high As drunkenness is now talking No better way for words to fall With a blackboard for her chalking At last she echoes what actual happened As words stream out loudly And unbeknownst of ears listening She beams her words proudly Still, I hold my head up high As she is running now for cover The antidote she never found To hide her brand new lover And so she’s vanished, she’s left the state And smiles are really beaming Lover’s Lane on Saturday night With two hearts now a dreaming