You had your chance
And then you blew it
A precious soul
Who loved you true
Lord only knows
What made you do it
There ain’t no hope
For fools like you
You had your chance
And then you blew it
All your contrition
Don’t mean squat
You got a lifetime now
To rue it
Ain’t gonna get
A better shot
You had your chance
And then you blew it
Thought you could find
Some greener grass
She was perfect
And you knew it
No one can help
Your sorry ass
by Richard W. Bray
Started to date her
Till she said “see you later”
I wasn’t even a skater
And now I really hate her
I hate her smile
I hate her smell
I hate the stories
She would tell
She found a new guy
Before she even said “bye”
Never ever said why
But I ain’t gonna cry
I hate her style
I hate her grace
I hate her
Stupid little face
Her love was misleading
My heart took a beating
And my insides are bleeding
But you won’t see me pleading
I hate her voice
I hate her hair
I hate her most
When she’s not there
by Richard W. Bray
Sweetest nut hath sourest rind;
Such a nut is Rosalind.
Touchstone, from As You Like It by William Shakespeare
Do you have a secret
That you’re too afraid to tell?
Are you delicate and tender
Underneath your heavy shell?
Have you suffered shocks and stings?
Did you build a barricade?
Did you turn those slings and arrows
To a daunting palisade?
Can you let me in your fortress?
Is it big enough for two?
Can we fortify each other?
Or is your castle just for you?
by Richard W. Bray
I need an angry noisy nutty girl
To thump my brain and wreck my world
A beasty batty nasty wife
To wrench my guts and ruin my life
I’ll find a gal who hates my mama
And cultivate some melodrama
I’ll never wonder why I chose
Someone to blame for all my woes
I need a crazy rowdy messy man
Drummer for a two-bit band
A needy stinky nasty boozer
A meth head and a hopeless loser
I’ll find a guy who hates my mama
And cultivate some melodrama
I’ll never wonder why I chose
Someone to blame for all my woes
by Richard W. Bray
Things that made me want you
Are driving me insane
When I add up all the lovin’
Minus all the pain
I ain’t the type of gal
Who’s gonna grimace and complain
When I add up all the lovin’
Minus all the pain
Think I’ve had enough of standing
Lonesome in the rain
When I add up all the lovin’
Minus all the pain
I can see my future
Swirlin’ slowly down the drain
When I add up all the lovin’
Minus all the pain
You’re just a big ole puppy
I ain’t never gonna train
Time to add up all the lovin’
Minus all the pain
by Richard W. Bray
There’s no one here to carry on
If I stay out the whole night long
Or give a tinker’s damn if I don’t call
I’m livin’ like I wanted to
And doin’ things I wanna do
And nothin’ means a thing to me at all
—Kris Kristofferson, From the Bottle to the Bottom
I had a boring, stupid life
I had some kids; I had a wife
I had fuss; I had complain
I had a big ole ball and chain
Now the boys and me
We can all stay out till three
Cuz I’m free to be
The man I wanna be
Can’t be stuck at home at night
I got to roam; I got to fight
I need those dirty city lights
And all those wicked wet delights
Gonna burn the sheets
With every gal I see
Cuz I’m free to be
The man I wanna be
Now I’m stuck in this motel
Guess my plans didn’t go so well
Found lots of hurt and lots of smell
On my one way trip to hell
I got whiskey and tv
In a room that smells like pee
But I’m free to be
The man I wanna be
by Richard W. Bray
I must have been mad
I never knew what I had
Until I threw it all away.
—Bob Dylan
I’ve walked away from love
And hurt a lovely girl
I’ve turned my back on everything
That matters in this world
I’ve walked away from love
When it still had room to grow
Where it might have taken us
I’ll never ever know
I’ve walked away from love
I’ve run and I have hid
It doesn’t really kill you
But it makes you wish it did
I’ve done a lot of stupid things
Someday I’ll make a list
But nothing hurts like giving up
The sweetest ever kiss
by Richard W. Bray
I fell head over heels
When I fell for you
I felt like the world
Had begun anew
I fell off a cliff
When I fell for you
I’m tattered and torn
And broken and bruised
I fell out of grace
When I fell for you
And I forgot all the things
That I thought I knew
The bottom fell out
When I fell for you
I don’t know who I am
Don’t know what to do
I fell on my face
When I fell for you
Now I’m down in a ditch
And I don’t like the view
I fell under your spell
When I fell for you
Must have been the Hemlock
In your witch’s brew
by Richard W. Bray
I never thought our love would quit
we felt like such a perfect fit
now it’s time for us to end
I hope someday we can be friends
we shared a love that burned and shined
then our love ran out of time
you were great and so was I
no one can say we didn’t try
so there’s nothing left to say
I just want you to be ok
time to kiss and say goodbye
we’ll have lots of time to cry
by Richard W. Bray
The girl I didn’t marry
The girl who loved me true
Was a precious little angel
Just like you
I had a good life
But I hadn’t figured out
Who I had to be
Or what I was about
She never ever knew
She couldn’t see
She fell in love
With the man I tried to be
That’s why I ran away
I couldn’t get locked in
Now I’ll never know
What we might have been
Now you wanna love me
That’s not a good plan
I still ain’t figured out
Who the hell I am
by Richard W. Bray
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