Your seven hundredth bedroom
The waiter brings the bill
You came here dressed for battle
You knew damn well
The sharpening of axes
The fat man rings a bell
He'll smother what he captures...
You know damn well
Every door behind you closing
Every velvet rope that opens
Every time the robe unfurls
You're a very lucky girl
You came here with a wish-list
You came with bows and bells
You came here armed for action
You knew the drill
Every man behind the curtain
Jerking knobs and smoking guns
Shut your eyes, pay no attention
Just keep calm and carry on
Black or blue, you choose
You're free to be inbetween
Play or lose
You say
It's not what you meant to mean
Black or blue
What do you mean?
Oh you've got to be kidding
Just turn me over
And let's get this over with
You crouch down in the bathroom
The mirror makes you sick
You hear him channel surfing
You know the script
(Run now, girl, run)
Your shirt is on the table
Your skirt is on the floor
You did what anybody would
(Run now girl, toss back the covers)
Every version has two endings
Every time the penny drops
Open casket, open casting
This is where the story stops
Every door that closes opens
You may cut this lucky girl
Say you've got a lot of nerve
Walking round here on your own
So come and get it
You deserve it
Everybody wants to rule the world
Black or blue, you choose
You're will to be in between
Our time is at a loss
Play or lose
You say
It's still not what you meant to mean
Black or blue
You can't be serious
Don't you dare forget
You won't portray my picture
This film is mine
And I'm the one writing this
YOU ARE READING
Poems by ME
PoetryA bunch of Poems that I wrote. I hope you like them NOTE-goes through a lot of edits EXTRA NOTE-I probably have made a spelling/grammatical mistake so please don't be afraid to tell me
