The Man You Will Leave

I am the man you will eventually leave
No, there's no death wish up my sleeve
No saving grace no fateful reprieve
I am the man you will eventually leave,

At first there will be endearment and passion
Paying attention to your interest in fashion
Acting as though we really cashed in
Never having to ask where either of us has been,

You taking interest in those things important to me
Or at least acting like it so lovingly
Both of us assuming that each of us will be free
Speaking with respect instead of irritatingly,

Promising each other to share our dreams
Before the infidelity and secret schemes
Before the heartache bursts at the seams
Before we choose to be on different teams,

It won't be your fault so much as it is mine
I should really have gotten some kind of sign
My own insanity I've worked so hard to define
Break ups from emotional baggage combined,

You'll tell me I was always the man for you
That I was your dream come true
The alluring chance to find someone new
No longer to look into these eyes of blue,

Words like love did they matter?
Was she just another rung on Jacob's ladder?
I will push on only just a little sadder
Like a train down the tracks with a clatter,

I am the man all women will leave
No, there's no death wish up my sleeve
No saving grace no fateful reprieve
I am the man all women will leave.