murphy

Colin Vearncombe (black)

the first time i saw murphy she was cominââ?¬â?¢ in to land
flapping out her arms and grabbing at my hand
to swear allegiance ââ?¬Ë?cause sheââ?¬â?¢s the kind that can
get you to feeling like you never have

wrong, wrong, wrong there is nothing going on
donââ?¬â?¢t get me wrong, wrong
before iââ?¬â?¢m gone
iââ?¬â?¢ve been holding on too long

the morning after of a different time
layiing claims to what could not be mine
sheââ?¬â?¢s everything i once thought of as bad
but she had me wanting things iââ?¬â?¢ve never had!

the second time i saw her ends with us both bathed in sweat
the act of love an act of mutual contempt
so she could find her way back when sheââ?¬â?¢s scared
more afraid of what sheââ?¬â?¢s forgotten
than of what sheââ?¬â?¢s learned

wrong, wrong, wrong there is nothing going on
donââ?¬â?¢t get me wrong, wrong
before iââ?¬â?¢m gone
iââ?¬â?¢ve been holding on too long

she has a humour entirely her own
makes people edgy; think theyââ?¬â?¢ve never know
what itââ?¬â?¢s like to laugh and never care
if theyââ?¬â?¢re the only one thatââ?¬â?¢s laughing there
lost for a reason youââ?¬â?¢re lost for words
inside a victory you cannot declare
she says: shut up and listen
ââ?¬Ë?cause hereââ?¬â?¢s the thing
i was allergic to my wedding ringââ?¬¦ââ?¬¦ââ?¬¦ââ?¬¦ââ?¬¦ââ?¬¦