Testo Thin Joe Didmoore Gift Horse Mouth
No one understands him,He makes his sweetheart cry,
He said Darling, stop your weeping,
Cos this moment's passed us by
But he wouldn't change his ways,
So she left and closed the door,
He said, Get out! You're not wanted,
I don't need you any more!
It's true he didn't want her,
He always made her cry,
But to her, life wasn't worth living,
And she said, I want to die!
She left and closed the door,
What a chilling metaphor.
No one understands her,
She broke her lovers' heart,
He said Girl, I couldn't cope,
If we ever fell apart.
And she cried
Then she died.
