‘Wait For A Sign Of Improvement'

Some say we are the psychologically scarred
Off cuts of emotionally abusive pasts
But that's mostly speculative farce –
We were sadistic bastards from the start

We don't hold you responsible
We just want something to kill
And you can wait for a sign of improvement
If you have the masochistic will

Some say it was maternal love we lacked
Or that absent fathers left our self esteem sapped
Well, it's really nothing as complicated as that –
We're just fully paid up members of families of twats

You say you're in unbearable pain
But hey, you can end it with a knife
Or you can wait for a sign of improvement
But you'll be waiting for the rest of your life

And we'll exclude you from our clique
As long as it brings a smile to our cheeks
No, our humour may not be deep
But it breaks up the working week
And we'll attack you on a whim
As long as it makes us grin…
“Wuuugh mum, the drugs are doing my head in…
The drugs are doing my fucking head in…”

We don't hold you responsible
We just want something to kill
And you can wait for a sign of improvement
If you have the masochistic will

You say you're in unbearable pain
But hey, you can end it with a knife
Or you can wait for a sign of improvement
But you'll be waiting for the rest of your life

We paint ourselves as hard and clever
To disguise the fact that we're just scum
And you can wait for a sign of improvement
But one will never come.

 

© M.A.Tovey 2007