Isn’t It a Pity

I probably knew all along
That in my hour of need
You’d be gone
I’m guessing you thought about it all
Then turned your back on me
And lost your tongue
Isn’t it a pity
That when the night time comes there’s no-one in your arms
Isn’t it a pity
That I still cry for you but you’re not coming home
A weight sinking deep in my chest
Setting off the loaded charge
Lurking in the depths
Deep down I smoulder and seethe
With unspoken pains
And poisoned beliefs

Isn’t it a pity
That when the night time comes there’s no-one in your arms
Isn’t it a pity
That I still cry for you but you’re not coming home
In my hour of need
You turned your back on me
In my hour of need
Now all your fabled advice
Rings of emptiness and studied lines
I have resolved to erase
All the bitterness
And venom in my veins
Isn’t it a pity
That when the night time comes there’s no-one in your arms
Isn’t it a pity
That I still cry for you but you’re not coming home
Isn’t it a pity
That in my hour of need you turned your back on me
Isn’t it a pity
Isn’t it a pity