Jim

Jim, I don’t understand you
Did you mean all you said?
Or were you an actor with amazing talent?
Who fooled me into two months of love?

Jim, you foul mouthed
Who keeps talking of women
Like objects and demons
And I am standing between
Wondering what I did?

Jim, do you feel good calling yourself my slave
As I state my opinions and you look in disdain
Is that love?
I don’t have much experience

Jim, and your obsession with my beautiful sister
How you wanna meet her and love her and steal her
While I am simply sobbing inside

Jim, is it normal that nearly every time we go out
My eyes fill with water that I nearly drown
And you always knew that for me

00:09 Jim calls me, in feelings of worry
He says he doesn’t want to see me for a couple of days
Isn’t that how it starts?

Two bodies in a public stall
None that you will recall
Me kneeling in front of you, like you were some god
And your thoughts would have convinced you you are

You said you want a girl that laughs all the time
Well that sounds like me before our paths aligned
Jim, did you think that was fate?

You said you want a girl in the mood all the time
Well you didn’t know how to use your movements right
All you cared, was your short lived bliss

And I had to find comfort in my heroes
Mostly dead people you never seemed to care about
Not after our touch

I can’t blame youre a product of our country
Arrogant and moody, and pretty much violent
I know that, I’ve been a patriot too

One might agree youre the king and I’m jester
Constantly jumping around to impress you
Is that truth or did my mind fool me too?

After your bliss and the chicken wing stop
Didn’t glance me or even said something
And I, felt no more than a whore

It’s a shame you had to show your true colours at Easter
As a Christ rises so did your temper
That’s not very Christian of you, dont you agree?

God, I hate the way you drew me
Like a soulless person with spikes for heart
But everyone believed you didn’t they?

I had to fulfill your wildest of fantasies
As if I’m an escort and dare I told you I’m not in the mood
You would take off my ring

Come to think we have not much in common
We don’t even support the same football team
It’s almost like always you wish for my demise

You want us to travel to some lovely beach
Yet I can hear your words with the scenery
As your stares and insults fill the place

You demand to read my poetry because you know it’s inspired from you
You love to become immortalised dont you
I bet you do

Remember that one time you filled me with presents
And kindly asked me to be your girlfriend
On Monday, I found pictures of her

You cover my mouth with kisses so I don’t say a word
But the times I went empty hearted at home
And I did, for an awful long time

You would never get along with my friends
You would try to flirt with them
Or even worse, abuse them the way you do to me

Two seasons with you, and I deeply miss winter
I miss the man who would always consider
It’s almost like you shed him

I don’t want to leave you with any leftovers
Or I remind you of previous lovers
But I know on my way you’d ask “What I did wrong, Eleni?”

Isn’t tiring to be always surrounded by idiots
Like the one you said I am
When I boldly said to you my complaints

Yesterday was one for the news
The ones the journalist can’t help but shake
As I did and you told me to stop

You want to break up and I know
You want to put an innocent behind bars
How can you live with yourself after that?

You constantly told me how much you loved me
And all of that shifted the moment I said no to the mood
Am I nothing but bare legs to you?

Dont you remember me in the shower
Us kissing as the water devoured the two
You said you felt complete

I even thought of me next to you in a white dress
A church like your promised and all of our friends
That vanished like my feelings for you

Next time we’ll hang out I’ll bring sunglasses
You said if you saw cry again it’d be over
And I hate to say this, but my heart couldn’t bear the loss

Was it because you were always the black dog?
Was it because no one gave your hand?
Are you searching excuses to be a monster?

After all of this ends will we be friends?
Will you ask about guys who have hit on me yet?
Or will you slowly plot your revenge?

Youre the daredevil but without the dare
Since you never dared to stand up for me
So what’s the point of playing so brave?

You mock me for all the vacations ive been with my parents
well i never mocked you for your humble beginnings
yet mock always was your style

Our love was a baby born in January
But in April I hold her cold and betrayed
And I weep “Jim, why me?”