Get the picture

I said I will no longer be
your chauffeur or your clown
your handyman or servant sweet
a cheap jewel in your crown

You didn't lie but never told
me 'bout your private life
I may be young, I may be old
but I always tried to

             Get the picture
             we are all mixtures
             of what we are and what we'd be
             if we were our own remedy
             I don't wanna miss her
             Get the picture ?

She said you are a mystery
transparent but opaque
you never did make sense to me
and were a constant ache

I own I learned a lot about
deceit and twisted lust
but still I'm feeling far from proud
as trust becomes disgust 

         refr.


1988.