Sick of the heartache that love always brings.
There’s a bite in its tail which always stings.
Left nursing the wounds among other things.
You know when it’s over the longing begins.
You should have known better
Maybe next time you’ll say
When love comes a calling
Hell man, aint no way
The roses and romance soon give way to pain.
Don’t let yourself be sucked in again.
Give it a miss and don’t go insane.
From heartache and hurt you must refrain.
You know you know better
So next time just say
When love comes a wooing
Hell man, aint no way
Lock all the doors put a wall round your heart.
Don’t wait for the tear drops and heartache to start.
It gets better they tell you the more your apart.
Protect yourself always from cupid’s sharp dart.
Just say you know better
And next time just say
When love comes a knocking
Hell man, ain’t no way !
Sian Elisabeth Jones
January 2008
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