Isn't It a Pity

I probably knew all along

That in my hour of need

That you'd be gone

I'm guessing you thought about it all

But you turned your back on me

And lost your tongue

Isn't it a pity?

That when the night time comes

There's no-one in your arms

Isn't it a pity?

That I still cry for you

But you're not coming home

The weight sinking deep in my chest

Setting off the loaded charge

Lurking in the depth

Deep down I smoulder and seethe

With unspoken pains

And poison beliefs

So, isn't it a pity?

That when the night time comes

There's no one in your arms

Isn't it a pity?

That I still cry for you

But you're not coming home

And in my hour of need

You turned your back on me

In my hour of need

Now all your fabled advice

Rings of emptiness and studied lines

Now I have resolved to erase

All the bitterness and venom in my veins

Still, isn't it a pity?

That when the night time comes

There's no one in your arms

Isn't it a pity?

That I still cry for you

But you're not coming home

Isn't it a pity?

That in my hour of need

You turned your back on me

Isn't it a pity?

Isn't it a pity?