There's a bookshop
On my high street
Full of novels
I'd like to read
Though they used to
Seem attractive
You have put me
Off the classics
I don't bother Camus
Jane Austen
Oscar Wilde
Charles Dickens
Cause my darling when I see them laid out there
My heartbeat quickens
And my pulse raises
And I think of the places
I could be if I weren't stuck here with me
Wondering how
I managed
To let you fool me
One more time
How I'm hopeless
Because I care
And how you're fearless when I'm not there
And how you're gutless
When I am
And how I'd wished you could've been a fucking man
And just been honest, and told me straight
That I'm not perfect
But this was great
It's been fun
And I've had my uses
But once you've come
I am useless
See, you should know
From now on
If you call me
I won't come
I'm tired of trying
To believe you're kind
And pretending that I don't mind
When you forget
Or you ignore
And show me that you're not worth caring for
I might look strong
But I am weak
And when I see you
I just break
So I won't
Because I can't
And I know now
From the start