Not Interested In You

It's the things that you do,
It's the way that you look
It's the piece on my soul from that bond that you took
It's the look in your eyes,
It's your smile I despise
It's the sick feeling deep in my guts that arise
When I look at your face,
I feel like a disgrace
For the moment I approached you that day took place
It's the fact that you've got your emotions misplaced
'Cos you wish there was 'us' but that won't be the case
You're not even my type,
Curb your feelings, the hype
Fresh, anew is the slate you must proceed to wipe
Wish I knew that a confused mindstate's what you're like
If we were face to face I would say "On yer bike"
Harsh and bitter's the truth,
How I feel about you
Might as well deal with it, 'cause what we were is through
Turn round and walk away,
Move on, deal with the pain
And don't bother me with your ugliness again

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)