12

Running out of time for that tea party

12

The clock tolls, I jump, false alarm

Not out just yet

Plenty of time for this tea party

Half a day, in fact

 

Doesn’t matter to you,

Does it, nothing does

Whether we live,

Whether we lose

 

It’s only your soul on the line

You weren’t using it anyhow

Should’ve bet your mirror, then

Matters more than anything

 

What’s that then

A tear in your eye

Greener than my envy

All those times you strayed

 

Never claim I hurt you

Don’t suppose I had the chance

That heart’s locked tight

Unlike those pants, love

 

Now I’ve upset you

At least you say so

Always were an actress though

Even after the sale

 

How does it feel, then

Now there’s just a hole

Where there should have been an organ

But you sold it long ago

 

At least, that’s what he said

The Devil told me so

He always was a liar, though

But the spark’s gone from your eyes

 

Take a drink from the bottle

Just to take some time

Something to do with my mouth

Other than you, that is

 

Don’t read into that

Nothing I’ve ever said

Ever mattered at all

Why start now

 

Sure, this may be it

Just these twelve more hours

Twelve more entries of life

Until it’s all over

 

We won’t both walk out

Not the way the deal works, babe

Meant to be a martyr, then

Maybe not anymore

 

That’ll surprise you

When you see I’ve done it

Damned you for eternity

Then I guess we’ll see

 

That love you claimed to have

Where did it happen to go

Can’t locate mine either

Suppose it got lost on the way

 

Along with many things

A conscience for you

As well as that heart

A soul for me, a care

 

What might be different

I wonder, sometimes

We were happy, at first

You weren’t lying then

 

Doesn’t matter, though

Does it, nothing does

Whether we’ve loved

Whether we’ve lost

 

Running out of that time

I see, the hands are moving

Yours aren’t though

They’ve stilled on my throat

 

11

The clock strikes again

No room to jump

You’re in the way

Plenty of time for tea