A Lyric

I usually don't let others know that I'm a lyricist. Mainly because I find the word too.. self indulgent. So as a side affect I normally never share my lyrics unless I find them to be worthy of it (who is your worst critic besides for yourself).

Though I was suddenly struck with inspiration this evening. So I'll post it for your thoughts.

Sunday's Affair


Sunday wakes me up
Last nights affair
Lays heavy on the sheets
Its breathing deep
One minute I'm here
The next I'm far away in sleep

The glasses lay broken
On the carpet in such pretty shapes
Cigarette butts scattered bed side
Our memories in such a heap
This is such an obsession

You never told me why it wasn't me
You always told me what made you strong
But never told me what made you weak
You never told me why it wasn't me
You always told me what made you strong
But you never told what made you weak

Cold main street breeze
Comes in and sweeps the room
My mistake pulls the sheets away from me
You toss and turn, like you've got OCD
Maybe its the thought of me
That causes you to run in your sleep

Dust clings to the ceiling
Playing out into small figures
Telling me how one moment you're so sweet
And then next, a total creep.

You never told me why it wasn't me
You always told me what made you strong
But never told me what made you weak
You never told me why it wasn't me
You always told me what made you strong
But you never told what made you weak

Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah

This is an absolute obsession

Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah

This is an absolute obsession


You never told me why it wasn't me
You always told me what made you strong
But never told me what made you weak
You never told me why it wasn't me
You always told me what made you strong
But you never told what made you weak