When you are so soft and gentle
Experience is experimental
But you bleed hard fast and long
That’s what your there for after all, something soft
to break their fall
Softness is a virtue
They’ve passed their hurt in to you
Pride of place, wear it on your face
Or paint a smile to hide disgrace
So soft a lovely sofa to be sat on
Jumped on, worn down and shat on
That’s what you get
have you learned nothing yet
Yet you want to trust
Happiness or bust
They’ve had their fun, and you’ve had some
Do you think they care if you’ve had none
Some people aren’t at all aware
Others know but just don’t care
Instead they leave you hanging there
They don’t have time to stand and stare
Their life goes on, nothing wrong
It was your wish to be strung along
Sliced diced, pre-packed meat
Pre-packed pain to be sold again
Frozen circles thawed and cracked
Pain’s a gift, can’t be taken back
Just wrap it up and pass it on
They must be right, they’re never wrong
But you bleed, hard, fast and long…
