Your own-goal lies; small print eyes

Your park-bench arguments; tied to some splintered mast

Those touch-screen moods and family feuds

How did we ever think that this could really last

All those malevolent murmurs mumbled under your breath

You, your sister your mother like a scene from Macbeth

We tried so hard, so hard we should’ve tried some more

My signals strong but your reception poor

The peace we tried to keep was worse

Worse than any war.

Those train–wreck tears; selective ears

Your spit and sawdust, empty pocket friends

Fake platitudes; poetic attitudes

Those bumper sticker philosophies and token gesture trends

Your dated, antiquated phony language

Turning every situation to your own advantage

We tried so hard, we should’ve tried some more

How come every act of love was just another chore

The peace we tried to keep was worse

Worse than any war.

That restaurant scene; so very keen

To be seen as misconstrued from head to toes

A sleeping beast. Our fragile peace

Your jolly, Pretty Polly, shopping trolley bargain basement clothes

I remember freezing in the ice of your despair

All for a good cause but I guess we won’t go there

We tried so hard, we should’ve tried some more

Our loaded dice vows read out like a football score

The peace we tried to keep was worse

Worse than any war.