Used to Be Your Man

There are flowers in the corner by your bed, once vibrant and robust but now are long past dead

And you bought them for yourself, as people sometimes do

And I know that you wish that you didn’t have to

The petals falls away like sad confetti, a call that never came but you waited slow and steady

And I tried my best to love you, as people sometimes do

But I never did ‘til now

No more bouquets of purple bougainvillea picked from the liquor store alley,

Around the corner from that rental in the San Fernando Valley where we lived for a short time before I ran

When I used to be your man

Used to be your man

Now time’s rollin’ on, excuses don’t hold water like the vase that you broke out of rage when I told you

I’d be movin’ on soon, but I didn’t know where

And you lied when you told me that you didn’t really care

Pickin’ up the pieces, you got a new thing now, and I’m where I always am, just tryin’ to figure it all out

And I’m still drivin’ round the valley, but not sure where to go

Yeah, your memory always turns me around

No more bouquets of purple bougainvillea picked from the liquor store alley,

Around the corner from that rental in the San Fernando Valley where we lived for a short time before I ran

When I used to be your man

Used to be your man

I used to be your man