 Cautionary
Tale ©Wendy Ealey 1999
Open with Chorus
And I can’t stand all the pain
I just can’t abide
The hurt I’m feeling again
A pain I can’t hide
And there is nothing that I can do to save this
There is nothing left for me from you
Listening to white lies that fade into black
I start to realise that you won’t be back
As early as promised this morning at seven
You’re with someone else and you’re in seventh heaven
Chorus
Exchanging pleasantries is all we have left
You float out the door, leave me stunned and bereft…
…Of speech at your ruthless pursuit of your pleasure
Well my eyes are open and I’ve got your measure
Chorus
I packed your case and cut holes in your shirt
Shredded your ties, filled your socks up with dirt
The cat has done something unkind in your trousers
A lesson to learn for those who betray spouses
Chorus (Repeat with there is nothing that I would
do for you …
goodbye)
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