stealing the lid from his eye to show him
not to paint the skies grey act stupid and forlorn
he walked down the street with torn hair in his hands
burning memories just to keep warm
watching television to remain sane
killing animals but not taking the blame
escaping the real world to avoid pain
gagged & bound by taboos that define his leisurely stroll
round a grey grey world
living together but so far apart
treading on possessive toes, displeasure setting in
you're being unkind to my mind she screamed, you're breaking my heart
i'm drifting away from you, nails of the heart
he's going insane cos he won't realise that he is anyway
and she's feeling he's a spike poking itself into her brain
the false lead the blind into being unkind she cried
you're denying my mind
it's easy to play the game for you
but it's hard to be a woman in your mans world
