This may come as somewhat of a blow, but to talk of an ex with such a glow.
Will make some souls feel small and not understand their point at all.
The gleaming mention of lovers past sends me to the depths oh so fast.
Why would I want to know, where or even how they took you, its not a good image to sow
I makes no ends to explain how you defended them to your friends.
The constant thoughts of others hands and bits isn't nice at all it's the pits.
These thoughts run around in head when we hold hands or lie in bed.
To kiss your lips or hold your hips now just reminds me of someone else,
Why couldn't you have left these thoughts on the shelf.