TS (7th October 1969 / Islington, London)

Thanks For Nothing

I saw your car
He was there, in the passenger seat
Complete with sunglasses
And a crooked smile
It knocked me back on my heals
For quite a while
I had to walk a mile
Before I could calm down

So that’s the reason
That’s what you left me to go back to
And I have to say I hope
That looks are deceiving
He left you all broken
And I picked up the pieces
And you know, it never ceases
To amaze me

How I seem to get punished so severely
For the things that other people do
I felt mugged and abandoned
Dazed and confused
You used me
You used me
You used me

I was nothing more to you
Than a shield of human kindness
That you wielded for a short while
Perhaps I’m just too servile…and naïve
I wish I could believe
That I meant more to you
Than a quick fix
A quick scheme
A fleeting passing wet dream

You could have told the truth
You could’ve told me to my face
At least then I’d respect you
And not feel such revulsion
As you walk right on through me
Pretend you never knew me
Cold shouldered, cold hearted
All that I did wrong
Was care

How do you sleep at night?
Just because you got wronged
Didn’t give you the right
To wrong me too
Do you ever
Have you ever
Or will you never feel remorse?

I fancy not in due course.

by Tim Sully

Comments (1)

Wow i almost thought you were there when i went through the same thing.i love this