Old Romantics

There laid a Jenga tower romance knocked over by a child

Reasons upon reasons of why she ever changed her mind

Maybe the tabbing on the school run or even that time we tried

Sat there with silver spoons and old cartoons on turned our skin to rind

And served as a distraction to all the help that we could find

Some reconciliation we both endeavoured to decline

I called out for my consort till one day there was was no reply

Now she's got her t shirt on backwards cos she's rushed home from a friend's

They got up to something you can tell how this one ends

It's not fair

But in the hours she was gone I was out finding someone