A foggy illusion on my Saturday morning, 

where I temporarily forget the hurt you caused, 

your deceit and lies were an ignored warning. 

 

The piece of my heart you stole and used for your benefit, 

something I know I’ll never be the same without, 

forgotten in a foggy illusion on my Saturday morning. 

 

I dreamt that you didn’t hurt me, but held me, 

and told me that you would do better, for me, 

your deceit and lies were an ignored warning. 

 

But it’s a figment formed from my broken mind, 

a man who you could never be, 

a foggy illusion on my Saturday morning. 

 

A lover turned stranger who found a new naive woman -  

leaving me behind in this wake of heartache, 

your deceit and lies were an ignored warning. 

 

A man who hurts women at their expense,  

only to find someone prettier -  

or closer -  

or more loving -  

or good enough, for you.  

All you are to me now is a foggy illusion on my Saturday morning, 

your deceit and lies were an ignored warning.