At 25

Divorce splits
one heart into four shards
Put 'em back together
and they look odd
something not whole
something not quite right
uncomfortable
scrambling for a partner
to deafen the doubting night

Blah blah blah blah blase
You heard life was easy.
They meant the other way.
Blah blah blah blah blase
a little bit of misery
gives you no right to complain.
You were sitting in the bar
getting drunk to forget
But after so many hangovers
you have to accept

Yeah, I fucked around
and I fucking paid for it
Heard of a varicocele?
Get it and wish you hadn't.
Testes torsion in a foreign land
My legs were stone columns
and ladyboy nurses diddle my privates

Blah blah blah blah blase.
A little bit of misery
gives no right to complain
Blah blah blah blah blase
You went from grief to anger
and found only more pain
Why waste all the time
climbing the steps and
just accept?

You have to accept.
This is what is left.
You have to accept.
This is what is left.

I don't think I knew what real love was
or at least I didn't
It was sweet and weird
and hard to believe in.
You know me
then you should know what has past
So I know you will be my first love and my last.