So for the first four months it was bad And certainly best for you that I didn't Carry a gun or know where you lay your head at night And it was not her as everyone had thought But you, how easily you were able to turn away From all that we were Those things that you said Admit it, your words they came as cheap as your breath And with even less meaning, you selfish fuck The next time that you tell me that you love me Please look me in the eye so that I can see the twitch And I will fight to keep my balance