EX-POEM By Tom Jensen
When someone says your name I duck
Because now I'm careful of whom I trust
Sometimes in love you really get fu$%ed
Sometimes a smiling face
Turns into disgust
Second chances...you got them
But for a second time you hit rock bottom
Third chances... you want them
Still trying to sell me some fruit
That you know is rotten
Calling on the phone
And knocking on the door
So scared to be alone
When you finally realize
That you can't have
What you once had any more
But you brought it on yourself
So why are you so surprised?
Love is dead
It has been beheaded
Get it through your head
We'll never be wedded
My phone rings
But I don't pick it up
I give easy hints
But you won't pick them up
Often there's no voice
On the other end of the receiver
It is true I once worshipped you
But now I'm no longer a believer
When someone says your name I duck
Because now I'm careful of whom I trust
Sometimes in love you really get fu$%ed
Sometimes a smiling face
Turns into disgust