“Don’t wanna keep on sharing my bed
With someone that I have to love less and less
Every time I try to make you smile
You say that I’m being a child
Well, I tried my best
You say that I need therapy
Well, my darling, so do you
Don’t need for you to tell me
What is wrong in all I say or do
Please don’t try to throw this shoe
Right through that concrete wall
Maybe you should pack your things
If it’s that dreadful
Then just leave it all”
Zee Avi, Concrete Wall
