Yesterday you were there,
Tomorrow you’ll be gone.
Waiting for me to come home,
Waiting all night long.
Sitting in your black arm chair,
Tossing and turning, playing all the lonely songs.
I walked these streets,
Thinking all night,
Wondering if the time is right,
To let you go. “I understand”
Why you never “stood up like a man.”
Now the time has
come to an end.
When you’re gone,
I’ll still be your friend.
Look into my eyes and you will see
THE REAL BITCH INSIDE OF ME.