Brood - Bukowski

Here we are again, i never thought that this would end

You’re the weed and I’m the flower, trapped and hopelessly devoured

I can’t see another way, i’ve spent more time than i care to say,

arguing and crying…

Is persistence worth the pain?

This is not what you wanted

Now you’re lost in this bottle

Now my patience is wearing thin

‘Cause i don’t know where you’ve been

I keep waiting count the hours, home is not a place thats ours

I’m forever by the phone, calling friends who just don’t know…

You and all your lies, I’m so sick but i can’t cry for you

Its your last time to be the one to shoulder blame

There’s nothing left, I’m just a shell of a man with no love left to dispel

You won’t see my face again, i beg you to fix yourself…

Find the person that you were, before i forget your name