Peachy Keen

Will you help me escape from this circle,
Cos I'm finding it tough to relate,
Could your message be anymore hurtful,
Is she harder to have than to hate.

With an army of friends that you've trucked here,
And the words you push down in my throat,
I'll feel safer with you on the weekend,
In a pocket found under your,
Coat is warm, it shields the sun you're blind
To all the mistakes I've caused or made this time
Is it enough for a third or fourth take.