Excess Excesses

You said you'd come home with me after the dance
Got me all worked up looking forward to that chance

You tagged around your bitchy girlfriends all the night
Like all was gonna be soon alright

I waited patiently knowing tonight was the one awaited for
Though years have already been past four

I sat at the patio bench desperately pouncing all about
Hoping not to give you an excuse for a night fight

I saw you dancing with all these hopeless fuckers
Like their arms around you were real life savers

And by the night's closure didn't I see where you escaped to
Maybe taking home an asshole; one or two

So,if you do not fucking give a shit about my feelings
Why keep nagging about the least of things?

Writing this I meant to tell you I've had enough shit in all
And so do not come back bothering me this coming fall