Diminished Ex - Lloyd Cole

Maybe I was a little over zealous

But that was such a long long time ago

It wasn’t me made a fool of your fella

He didn’t need any help from me

Just to call me

On the phone

Would that have broken your back, baby?

Maybe I aimed a little too high

No question that I failed in my endeavour

But that was not the pretext to this bitterness

Here I must give credit where it’s due

You wanted to break me

On the wheel

But I was already broke, baby

Gone up in smoke, baby

And did I have it coming?

Maybe I did

I sure did disappoint you, didn’t I?

Time and again, and again and again and again

I won’t disavow my sinful weakness

No need to tell me

I already know

It can never be the same, baby

You’ve got to lay some blame, baby

If you’ve got to pin that scarlet letter to my breast

Well, do what you’ve got to do

So in light of these diminished expectations

I propose a temporary truce

If we are to negotiate these waters

Without further casualties