Torn In Two

Taking time off from his work around the home
He sits down and finds a message by the phone
Thinking back to what he said to her last night
It’s not worth it he’ll give up without a fight
She captured the spirit, she gave him hope
Without her comfort he cannot cope
Looks at the message, tears it in two
Looks at the phone now he ought to…
She is busy turning letters into type
It’s not easy doing things that you don’t like
Turns to thinking in her morning coffee break
Should she call him hopefully it’s not too late
She can’t show her feelings but she can’t hide
Can’t hide emotions — it wouldn’t do
All of her family all of her friends
Could be her downfall could be the end
He gets bored and so he walks out to his car
He needs friends and he needs comfort of a bar
She is lying in her bedroom semi-dressed
Reads a book to stop herself from being depressed
He drives through the night and he parks his car
Drinks to forget her, he goes too far
She shuts her book and turns out the light
He’s found another bed for the night