Jack tries to tell her that he did nothing wrong like he’s singing a song.
She’s heard it all before; there’s nothing he could say to stop her from walking out that door.
I beg you darling please… please don’t go away.
I’ll get down on my knees… if you’ll only stay.
I’m begging darling please… please don’t run away.
You’re the only one for me…. baby won’t you stay.
She can’t believe how much she hates his guts today.
It’s as if a switch were flipped; there’s not a chance in hell she’ll stay
with that creep. He’s so beneath the new found standards that she keeps.
He’s like a dog in the street, tipping trash cans to eat,
And humping everyone he meets... shitting in the grass and dragging ass on the concrete.
Yeah that Jack he’s a cheat… from his forehead to his feet.
A bigger one you will never meet because he’s got a dirty habit.
Yeah she knows that she must be going. Yeah she knows that it will never end.
She froze over some time ago. Jack’s dirty habit has him sizing up her friends.
She’s not gonna take it no more not even one more day.
Na-na no way will she stay with that son of a bitch.
He’s such a lowlife; anyone can have him.
Before she headed out the door she spat at Jack but missed.
I beg you darling please… please don’t go away.
I’ll get down on my knees… if you’ll only stay.
I’m begging darling please… please don’t run away.
You’re the only one for me…. baby won’t you stay.
Post-Worthless, Annique Monet makes solo LP of magical, psychedelic pop songs that drift in and out of consciousness. Bandcamp New & Notable May 22, 2015