Men and a Field Full of Women

So you wonder
why we change?

When you are to blame
for you fought
to get us
then later
you don't need us.

So you try to be polite,
"This is too much."
"I need my space."
"Maybe we can be friends."
and we travel separate paths.

But then you claim you love us
with a flash of a ring
you call us all the time
you say how much
you want us
need us
you say you've changed
and by this time
we're suppose to believe you.

Nicholl McGuire

No comments:

RSS Search