Oh, She Pity's Me

Oh, She said She pity's me

For I'm, broke, addicted and alone 

She didn't say all those words 

For She knows what is worse

Is the truth... is in the carcass and the bones 

For the remnants that lie

From a once satisfied 

Meeting of minds 

Has long since died 

And now a touch of a hand 

She once strived to command 

And struck a fire 

Has turned to cold stone 

Oh, She pity's me 

She said, She said 

Am I to take that as love 

Or her fake, fingered glove 

Which points at our remains 

... with disjointed disdain 

And so I write this song 

And what is truth and/or right or wrong 

Is the nature of the beast 

And the heart, mind and soul... and moral of this song