I have a letter from her
When she worked for the womans realm
And all the things she promised me
She promised herself as well
She said, I want my freedom
And ran off along the beach
Its hard to love a girl so near
Yet so far out of reach

She came back when the tide came in
And introduced her friend to me
She said, dont ring while he is here
And gave me back my poetry
She expected me to understand
As shes always done this before
And now she asks me
Why dont you send me poems anymore?

And she steals more than she buys
You can see it in her eyes
And shell come back as soon as shes ready
Shes a bad penny

Then she comes back and asks me
To sing all her favourite songs
As if shes never been away
As if shes done nothing wrong
But Ive come to the conclusion
That she doesnt realise a thing
And she probably still thinks I love her
And she doesnt know that its a sin