After all the things I done
I can never hurt enough
It ain’t my conscience talking
It’s the ghost of our love
I wake up in evening
Feel you breathing on my skin
Just the ghost of our love
It’s teasing me again
The ghost of our love
Is laughing in my face
Every time I try and find
Somebody to replace it
The ghost of our love
Reminds me all the time
I’m just another scoundrel
Who cannot face my crime
by Richard W. Bray
Every breath I take
Fills me up with pain
I go out every morning
Pretending like I’m sane
I’m a lost hopeless goner
Living in vain
Defeated and depleted
Nowhere left to go
Every ounce of marrow
Drained from my soul
Impossible to dream
That I’ll ever be whole
That smile on my face
Is a crumbling façade
Like Alfred E. Neuman
I pretend it isn’t odd
Just another day for
A stumbling, bumbling fraud
Defeated and depleted
Nowhere left to go
Every ounce of marrow
Drained from my soul
Impossible to dream
That I’ll ever be whole
At the end of my rope
And hanging by a thread
I could’ve had love
I chose freedom instead
Still, it’s nice to know
I’ll feel better when I’m dead
Defeated and depleted
Nowhere left to go
Every ounce of marrow
Drained from my soul
Impossible to dream
That I’ll ever be whole
by Richard W. Bray
I never made it home
To love you like I should
Got a long list of reasons
But none of ’em are good
I stopped to check the score
I had money on the game
I was headed out the door
When my appetizers came
I was feeling kinda lucky
My dice were getting hot
Some dude from Kentucky
Was lining up the shots
I was scared I’d miss something
I was totally right
It was the same old nothing
That I’m doing every night
I started painting red
Didn’t know when to stop
Got punched in the head
When I spit on a cop
So I’ll spend another night
In this stinky old cell
I never did you right
But I always meant well
I never made it home
To love you like I should
Got a long list of reasons
But none of ’em are good
by Richard W. Bray
If only I was taller
I’d be in the NBA
If only you were perfect
I never would betray
If only I were lucky
Things never go my way
If only I were handsome
Love would never go astray
If only everybody
Would just let me be me
If only somebody
Would love me just for me
If only life were fair
I never would complain
If only this world
Didn’t have so much pain
If only the past
Was something I didn’t know
If only you still loved me
Like you did long ago
by Richard W. Bray
And I wonder sometimes, what is it in me that hates me?
—Richard Wilbur, Complaint
He was the perfect man
Every woman wants to meet
Loving and honest
And friendly and sweet
I love him so much
I hurt him so bad
I beat up his sister
And slept with his dad
I love him so much
I hurt him so bad
I took all his money
And burned down his pad
I love him so much
I hurt him so bad
Left him demolished
And totally mad
I love him so much
I hurt him so bad
Something inside me
Just has to be sad
by Richard W. Bray
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
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