let's hear it for the boys

Sad Song Wednesday Part 3


Some girls think we know how to deal with the man to make him love us. Play hard to get. Treat em mean keep em keen. Stick to The Rules. Practice the Secret.

Become obsessed with their appearance. Look at ME. Listen to ME. Watch ME. Want ME. Love ME. ME ME ME ME ME.

Become clingy - he can't leave because he knows you need him too much. To keep him interested, make sure there's plenty of sex. Treat him like a baby so he can't do anything for himself - the perfect love shackles. Throw tantrums. Stamp the foot. Pout. Get friends with his mother/sister/dog.

Read his texts. Go through the briefcase. Change the locks. Have sex with someone else.

And meanwhile, how do we think all these manipulating games make him feel?

Probably a bit like this.

Shivers Boys Next Door

I’ve been contemplating suicide,

but it really doesn’t suit my style,

so I think I’ll just act bored instead

and contain he blood I would’ve shed?


She makes me feel so weary

my heart is really on it’s knees

but I keep a poker face so well

that even mother couldn’t tell

That my baby’s so vain

she is almost a mirror

and the sound of her name

sends a permanent shiver down my

SPINE



I keep her photograph against my heart

for in my life she plays a starring part

all alcohol and cigarettes

there is no room for cheap regrets

But my baby’s so vain

she is almost a mirror

and the sound of her name

sends a permanent shiver down my

SPINE


She makes me feel so ugly

my heart is really on it’s knees

but I keep a poker face so well

that even mother couldn’t tell

But my baby’s so vain

she is almost a mirror

and the sound of her name

sends a perennial shiver down my

SPINE


Your turn - sad song sung by boy about FITH confusing girl.

(Next week I promise I'll do something more current. I'm not really stuck in the 80's like it looks.)