NEVER COMMITTED.

My brain doesn’t ever seem to realise

That there might be an answer hiding in disguise…

I don’t know.

So I wake in the morning and it’s much the same

Staring not out the window but at its boring frame…

I don’t know.

Turn it round

Go on and take a chance

Turn it round

Finally make a stance…

Never committed

The shoe never fitted

Never committed.

The long and the short of it is really short

If  I’m given a choice I always press abort…

I don’t know.

I’m the doomsday scenario without the threat

Or the great womaniser who gets all upset…

I don’t know.

I’m the bottle going crazy and the legs at much

Opportunities passing by me in a rush…

I don’t know.

So I wake in the morning and it’s much the same

Staring not out the window but at its boring frame…

I don’t know.