I know its taken me some time,
But I have finally realised
Just how low you will sink.
You promise me the earth
And your wife exactly the same&
What? You thought we wouldn‘t notice?!
Your dashing from here to there
Broken promises and "yeah, next time".
Well listen up,
You wanker.
THERE WONT BE A NEXT TIME!
I am sick of your pathetic excuses
Useless stories and "flat tyres".
Fuck you, we are better off alone.
Don‘t come crawling back
You piece of shit, you are a liar
And that is exactly what I
DON‘T need in my life.
And if your wife‘s got any sense
She will kick your sorry arse onto the street,
Which is where you belong.
Instead of you living off her,
Bleeding her dry, and using HER
Money to pay your child support to me!

Your body made me quiver,
But not in the ways you think.
One glimpse of your flabby batwings,
And I was puking in the sink.
Your mouldy toe made me queasy,
And I couldn‘t help but laugh;
To see your‘ belly floating,
When you squeezed into the bath.
Your dress sense was appalling,
And you looked like a cheap tramp.
And you had all the common sense,
Of a broken bedroom lamp.

Rejection is a feeling
that has haunted my whole life.
But you have made it worse
With your fuck up of a wife.
One stupid ultimatum
And our child‘s without a dad
I wish you could see clearly
Just how you‘ve made me sad.
You have carelessly abandoned
The baby that we made
For a plain and boring marriage
To a wife so dull and staid.
A marriage without trust
To a domineering frump
That wont let you see your baby
In case she gets the hump.
How is she more important
Than the life that we created
To your one and only child
Your life should be dedicated.
Its obvious to me now
Just how selfish you can be
That you are willing to let our child
Think it doesn‘t have a daddy.
All for Fiona, the selfish bitch from hell
But I will manage on my own
As always, perfectly well.

Well you said I would get help
Looks like you were right.
Just didn‘t realise that
It would be from everybody but you.
Other people, shouldering your responsibility
Taking on your bastard and being happy to do it.
How can you sit back, act like it doesn‘t matter.
Oh, wait. It doesn‘t matter. Not to you.
It matters to me, to my friends and family.
I saw it coming, I was smart this time.
But I hate that you can shirk
Your duties, make like we don‘t exist.
Your baby is causing my problems, and you say it is my fault.
Well fuck you and your hag of a hairy wife.
I hope she is barren for the rest of your miserable life.
You don‘t deserve to be a father
And you make a shit sperm donor.

This would have been easier if you had just
Died. Vanished without a trace
And let us bury you in the ground.
With the maggots and other slimy
Beings. You would have felt at home there
With your own kind.
But no, keeping to your usual
Style, you leave me
To deal with rejection.
And leave your insignificant child to do
The same. I am inconsequential
An annoyance that you wish would go away.
But I wont. I am going to remind you
Every day of your mistake,
Your fuck up, your heartlessness
And the fact you couldn‘t care less.
I will push you to the edge and then
Then I will revel in every second of your
Suffering. I hope you kill yourself
You sack of shit.

You hurt me and my kids
and left without a thought.
Didnt even think about
the damage you would cause.
Didnt think about the tears
and all the sleepless nights.
Didnt think about the mood swings
and all the petty fights.
Didnt think about the hate
that is filling up my home.
Didnt think about the effects
of leaving us alone.
Didnt think about the baby
that we both agreed to make.
Didnt think to tell me
that our love was fake.
Didnt think to tell me
that it was all a lie.
Didnt think to tell me
you planned to make me cry.
Didnt think to tell me
that you didnt care a bit.
Didnt think to warn me
you are such a low life shit.
I
Am
The
Cold
That creeps
Around your
Heart.I am the hand
Across your mouth that
Stops your cries for help from
Being heard. Not that anybody cares
What I do to you, you deserve it. To know
The feeling of terror, and abandonment when
I leave you in this miserable place, to die alone as
Your blood seeps across the floor and drains you of
Each shitty insincere feeling you have ever claimed to
Have. I may have been a victim of your twisted evil games
But I will feel elation when I draw the blade across your throat
And leave you to drown in your own blood. Urine will leak into the puddle as you realise that this was
One person you shouldn‘t
Have played.
Too late
Ha.

Barry broke the telly
an then he broke the car.
If somethin‘ got damaged
then Barry wasn‘t far.

Barry broke the bed,
an then he broke the cooker.
But then he broke a promise
the stupid selfish fucker.

So now I am left to fix it,
left to clean up the mess.
Now all I have to do,
is get my pound of flesh.

Now Ive fixed the cooker,
and sorted out the bed.
But I wont be sleepin‘ in it,
until I know hes DEAD.

My daughter cries
because of your lies.
The bonds and ties
I wasn‘t so wise as
to recognise
as being the empty promises of a heartless wanker.
My belly is swelling
so are the tears in my eyes.
How could you do it?
Leave me like this.
You knew I had been hurt,
you promised you wouldn‘t.
Then you grate your lies against every raw nerve.
To you it was a game and you played with my emotions.
But now I know that you lost and I won.
Because I am capable of loving and understand respect.
You will stumble through life hurting people
and then you will die and nobody will miss you.
A paupers funeral free of mourners.

My daughter cries
because of your lies.
The bonds and ties
I wasn‘t so wise as
to recognise
as being the empty promises of a heartless wanker.

You think that you have won
But I am the true winner
I have our baby growing inside me
And its future, and I suppose yours too
Is reliant on me.
I am the hand that rocks the cradle
And controls the life it has
I am the one that will look after it, treasure it
And you will say you love it, well
As much as you are capable of loving anybody.
You will regret this
When our child looks at you with scorn
And decides that no dad at all is better than
Being stuck with you,
A looser,
A liar,
An irresponsible cheat with no idea of their own
Obligation or commitments.
Maybe he will track you down when he becomes a young adult,
Curious about the weak man that left him.
But he will only pity you, in your dirty little bedsit
With nothing but your memories of treachery
And deceit to keep you company.
You might ask him to lend you a few pounds
To get you some tobacco, just until pension day.
And he will give you it, because he will be a decent person.
And I will have done that, all on my own.

I feel it squirm inside me
As I contemplate its death.
It scares me that my baby
May never draw a breath.
I may never smell its downy hair
Or touch its tiny hand.
Doesn‘t matter seem to matter
The pregnancy was planned.
It could so easily be taken
From my swollen tummy
And I would never hear
That magical first "mummy".
But whats the point in birth
When it may well be a struggle
For the stupid single mother
With other kids to juggle.
All the empty promises
Of unlimited help and care
Vanish without a trace
Right into thin air
All the dreams of uni fade
As I struggle through each day.
And I wonder what I have done
To deserve to be left this way.

Do you mean to make me feel
Like you flit from me to her?
When it comes to my feelings
You just don‘t seem to care.
I have to sit and listen to the
To the endless beeping phone.
And then its like your heart has gone
And you have left me all alone.
I know you say love me
And its here you want to stay.
But you said all that before
And then you ran away.
You need to start to think
About our baby still inside.
And I will learn to deal
With the fact that you have lied.
Our problems are not that big
That our baby has to suffer.
And I don‘t want to have to explain
That dad cared more for another.
See children need to know
That they are number one.
They don‘t understand it
When you say that dad has gone.
They shouldn‘t have to know
That feeling of despair.
They don‘t understand that
Their parents really care.