A HEART WITHOUT A HOME.

He smokes a cigarette

But it doesn’t work

He’s trying to forget

All of the hurt.

How could it all end this way

Why did it go so wrong

Now life is an ashtray

A heart without a home.

He’s pacing up and down

He feels encaged

He’s cupid’s favourite clown

Too late to be enraged.

It’s one more cigarette

And one more night

The stage has all been set

He’s lost the fight.