a slight moment of weakness

she is not my friend
and the good lord hath said
"all woman is evil"
she will count down the day
when my body will lay
underneath her skirt
swimming through all that dirt

and all along
i've failed to notice that
you and i won't be close again
and this is where my vision ends
and she is not my friend

look at what you've done
you say that you don't mean it
but you scream it, you scream it
by what you don't say
and under the sky
my body will weaken
and i will never cry
because i have no eyes

and all along the roads you've driven on
drive to keep the young man away
your hand on the wheel
feet will fail but try
i am used and just what am i to you?

within time
you'll be mine
i'll kiss you madly
pin you down
and shake all that evil out

and i won't play the fool
but then again i lose
today i see all that's kind
and with tomorrow i go blind
she is not my friend
and the good lord has said
"all woman is evil"

and all along i've failed to notice that
you and i will never be the same again
the hand it is waiting
it is your best friend
and would you think this would end?
would you simply want me to pretend?
well, you're simply not my friend
you're simply not my friend

and i want you to know
that i can never hate you
because it makes me weak
and this is reason why i hate you

-winston campbell-