Ides

When I said ‘excuse me, please’
You asked oh what did I want
I wanted someone to lie with on a Tuesday afternoon
Let’s say sometime around one o’clock
You must have looked shocked I fast changed tack
Right enough Thursdays are better for me
Once the clocks have gone back

You chose quiet, a silence to cause a riot
My defence the worst form of attack
And that’s making me sad, I give in
That’s making me sad, no argument

I had you pegged as someone so nervous
You’d constantly chew on your lip
But once I heard your voice
Like a punch to the chest
A kick in the gut
And a blow to the head all at once

Still you kept quiet, a silence to cause a riot
A defence to ward off my attack
And that’s making me sad, I give in
That’s making me sad, no argument
No argument