-Tables-
A smirk dances greedily on your lips,
your eyes shine darkly
'cause you know just what you did
I hastily glance down at my nails,
not daring to glance up once,
knowing in my heart I've turned a ghastly pale
The simple syllables spoken
should have taken their toll
making a grown man fall down
on his knees, broken
Yet here I stay,
wordlessly putting them on an
endless replay
Finally I find your eyes,
the emotion of a spineless coward
steadily being replaced by pride
This is not a game you
were meant to play, darling,
so I suggest you carefully select
your next move
You falter,
You stumble,
I laugh with a pompous grumble
Oh my, my, how the tables have turned
maybe you'l have enough sense
to one day learn
Still, that will not save you now,
you are nothing but confused,
wondering how
As I walk away, I give one last wave,
hoping to never be around
to stomp on your lonely grave
