GET OUT OF ME
You come back home again bawling like custom
you are stinking out alcohol
You always say:
“Dear love, I just was working”
It is a great lie
I know you had a date with your secretary
Stop!
That is what I say today
Stop shouting me
Go back to your office
or where ever you were
I am tired of you
It is time to begin thinking of me
I want reliving
I will dress my shoes of hell
I will use my make-up
I am going to shout in your face:
Get out of me!
I have said:
Get out of me!
I will give me a chance to start a new life
I want you here no more.
I say again:
Get out of me!
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