Told You So

He said that he was broken She told him she was broke Neither took much notice When the other person spoke Far too bl**dy much in love To weigh the implications Not much need to forecast then Future complications She rationalised the broken thing He thought that she would change He thought she would make money She thought he’d be less strange You’re not broken, love, she said And chose a metaphor You function on most channels Just not on Radio 4 She’s pretty good in bed, he thought She’s bright and going far Shame she’s getting on a bit And hasn’t got a car The years went by so quickly She watched him getting odd Sometimes he was wonderful Sometimes a total sod She had to use a dictionary To study mental health He watched with disappointment Her indifference to wealth I told you so, he said, and she Said she had told him too And both of them remembered What they had forgot they knew He really was an odd one And she didn’t have a dime And nowt would ever change those things Not age nor luck nor time There’s nothing here for me, he thought Her interest rate is falling She’s still in social housing And her prospects are appalling Love moves mountains, so she thought I love him sane or mad She thought that he still loved her too She really had it bad In the final conversation They reviewed the words they’d spoken How she had told him she was broke And he said he was broken I still love you so, she said He shrugged, his eyes grew dim With all the faith she had in love She said these words to him Take me, love, or leave me For I always shall be poor At that the b*gger got his coat And walked right out the door by Gail