The CRUEL INVENTIONS

cruel inventions

(she showed up late one night at my door...still lookin' good but some how less from the wear and tear. she walked right in and sat down on the couch - her make up was smeared, like she'd be cryin'. i asked her what she wanted and she said..."you were right about everything!"

cynful is what cynful does
i'm talking about what almost was
you could've been true and loved me good
mite have kept your cool like a good girl would
i don't wanna know - go back to this
you were less than i expected, impossible to resist
you sold your soul for a dime a dance
the day they serve ice in hell there's still a chance

you can run, you can hide
but you can't deny
what goes around comes around
you've paid the price lover loves cruel inventions

be careful now my careless one
you're playing with a loaded gun
you curse you swear it's all my fault
the bigger the love the harder the fall
something ought to give - something better give or i'm out of here
i won't give a good godamn if you disappear
don't cal me yours
i won't call me mine
que sera sera....better luck next time

(well, she hasn't come back yet
and...if you want to hear any more of this story
you gotta sit down and write me a big check!)