Yeah,you were in love, you thought they were too...SURPRISE!!
It turns out you were used,you were abused,you were run over,run down,spit on,shit on, and then thrown away like yesterday's leftover pizza. Don't you wish you could just forget them? Why bother when you can just simply HATE!! Well let me help you...






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One reader writes: ".... After half a year of talking to me about how
much he was in love with me and all that, he decides he just wants to be
friends.." 

What?! Did I hear you say you just want to be friends? After all of your talking this is how it ends? Unconditional love on my looks should not depend, I think we've both got some thinking to do...friend. Your letters, oh your letters used to so inspire me. All those things you said, they used to so fire me. So now I find our relationship is based on appearance entirely? If I were to apply for a job, would you even hire me? Let me ask you about your last love, why did that one crash? I believe she may have shown up one night having developed a rash. Or maybe her clothes with your car's paint job did clash, Is that how that girl ended up in your trash? So six months later I'm told my beauty isn't even skin deep. Six months later I'm left with how many others on the heap? Six months later and this is the price you find too steep? You know, I bet if you took your mirror to bed, you could get a good night's sleep... Did I hear you say you just want to be friends? After all of your talking this is how it ends? Unconditional love on my looks should not depend, I think we've both got some thinking to do...friend. Cliff Lake 5/16/'99 Copyright © 1999 Clifford Lake


Tired of being the puppet on the string? Try this on for size...

No Dancing Chorus: I can dance for you no more I won't be dancing anymore You've turned my heart into gore I will dance for you no more. You try to appear all sweet and sincere Your pretences have become all too clear For you everything is just a game Your life, like your hair requires chemicals to keep it tame I must admit that it was I that became indiscrete Allowing you to drag me down Degradation Street But all things return, and the circle will become complete And you will fall, because I have regained my feet But: Chorus You have laughed your little girl laugh But you forgot and laughed first And I stand back and wait, Because the last laugh is worst. So, drag all these men around by their noses 'Til they hound you with no rest. But you will have to choose from these poor fools, 'Cause you already threw away the best. Once you could have come here For the solace we all sometimes need Now you may stand outside my door Stand there while you bleed And now, just one more word for you From me, the Bitter Bard: Your fall may be long and slow, But the end will be just as hard. Chorus Cliff Lake 6/28/96 Copyright©1998 Clifford Lake All rights reserved


So you like to be misused do you? I've got the perfect woman for you:
Abusive Baby

by Cliff Lake

© 2-1-94

Well, it was twelve long years of looking,
I was searching around the world.
Looking for the perfect woman,
I was looking for my girl.
Then I met this loud-mouthed hussy,
Just as bitchy as you please,
I knew that I'd found what I was hungry for,
When she knocked me to my knees.
She pushed me around the barroom,
While she drank up my paycheck.
But I didn't fall in love until the moment,
That she bit a hole clear through my neck.

And I love my abusive baby,
Gonna let her tear me right apart.
Gonna dress her up in leather,
And put her chains around my heart.

I like her liquored up on a Saturday night,
Whiskey rollin' down her chin.
Then she calls me every fuckin' name in the book,
While she chases away alla my friends.
I'm gonna hire some lawyers to hound her,
Just to make sure that she gets pissed.
Then I'm gonna call me up a psychiatrist,
Just to find out what tricks I missed.

And I love my abusive baby,
Let her tear my ass apart.
Gonna dress her up in leather,
And put her chains around my heart.



Still trying to be "friends" are they?


Did You Miss Me?

I saw you dancing in the grass with him today,
Reminding me of the words you said just yesterday
Telling me you still care, and that you miss me and other things you felt
Well, it seems that you miss me so much that you're seeing someone else

Chorus:
You miss me so much that you're seeing someone new
You miss me so much you've found someone else to do
You miss me so much that you're never around
Well, if you miss me so much - how come I'm the one that's down?

Well you're the one that's riding, 'cause he's driving you car
I don't care where it is you're going, but it's already too far
You missed me at work, you missed me at the bar, you even missed my goodbye,
If you miss me so much, then who's this other guy?

Chorus:
You miss me so much you're seeing a new man
I tell ya, you miss me like no other woman can
You miss me so much you're all over town,
Well if you miss me so much
How come I'm the one that's down?

Cliff Lake
7/17/95



Here's one from before I woke up and smelled the coffee...
Hanging On

It's now been over for a month or two,
And my heart still yearns while my brain knows we're through
And it's the middle of the night
And I feel almost dead,
But her face and her form still dance through my head.
And I can't forget about her,
Though I know that it's wrong,
And I'm sitting here dead tired
And still hanging on.

Chorus:
I'm tired of hurting, but I hang on to the feelings
And I'm tired of the dirt
But I hang on with her dealings
And I'm tired of a nothing we've shared for too long
I'm tired, but I still just hang on

So I wait and I watch while she passes me by
And plays the same game with some other guy
Then she tells me it's best that we still stay friends
So I try that one too, but the pain never ends
And I try to suppress feelings too strong,
And it just makes me tired, but I'm still hanging on.

Chorus

Cliff Lake
6/30/96
Copyright©1998 Clifford Lake, All rights reserved.



In carnival parlance,a "lizard" is a girl that spends all of her time doing every swinging dick that works with the show...I knew one once...

 Lizard

Chorus:
Remembering the past can leave much to be desired
Reliving old glories no longer attainable may leave you tired
Shattered hopes, broken dreams may inspire renewed pain
God, I sometimes wish I didn't have a brain.

Living in my head because my eyes see much too much
Seeing it all clearly too without alcohol's broken crutch
Wanting to forget you, but I see you every day,
As another man's too taut heart strings you savagely do play
Staying out of sight, yet I still hear your voice
Knowing that I have been just one more of your toys.
I fell for you and all the lies your lips and eyes did tell,
Knowing that if you asked me to,
I'd walk right back into your hell.

Chorus

The things you said and the things you did were wholly worlds apart
And still I let my feelings for you climb right off the fucking chart
But soon, I know your days near me will end, 
You've lost what friends you had,
Because, my dear, they were my friends first and still are, and they're mad

Chorus:
Feeling for the past may bring you to the brink,
Of unlit ways and darksome days,
As you wander through the stink 
Of a sickened psyche that lives to tear apart
God, I sometimes with I didn't have a heart.

You've made your play, you've walked away
Another mans bed to soil,
But I ask you now, what have you to show for your squirming, moaning toil?
A sperm collection I think, but that just showers away
Leaving you helpless but to gather more today

Chorus
Reaching back for you would be a mistake
From me, at least you've gotten all I'll let you take
And so we'll all return home, we in this travelling pack
And when we do, sometimes I wish you just would not come back

Cliff Lake
7/8/95




Pretty much your straight blues theme.
 Two Lost

I looked into the eyes of my baby,
But she would not take me by the hand
I looked into the eyes of my baby,
But she would not hold my hand
'Cause there, looking out of my baby's eyes,
I could see another man

I called my best friend on the telephone
But he would not talk to me
I called on my best friend for counsel.
But he would not talk to me
The two people I care most about in this world
Seem to have forgotten me

Chorus:
I lose again,
I cannot win,
I've lost my baby and my best friend
The same old tale that I must spin:
I've left my baby with my best friend.

Everybody's always asking me
How it was I did not know
Everyone just looks at me and wonders
How it was I did not know
That the two people I counted on the most
Could be so dirty, mean , and low.

I lose again, I cannot win,
I've lost my baby, and my best friend
The same old tale that I must spin
I've lost my baby to my best friend.

Cliff Lake
6/10/96
Copyright © 1998 Clifford Lake




There's 2 or 3 chics in here that I used to know...

 Carpentry - The Breaking Heart Song

Raise the walls and close the doors.
And nurse again the bleeding sores.
Life's a risk, so take the plunge,
And gamble that you'll have someone.

There was a girl I once did see,
Having pulled her close to me.
We talked and laughed for so short a time -
But long enough to think her mine.

She took, I gave, hoping some semblance of love to save,
But too soon I saw that good-bye wave.
She danced away with friends and beer,
And I sat and watched and was left right here.

Raise the walls and close the doors.
And nurse again the bleeding sores.
Life's a risk, so take the plunge,
And gamble that you'll have someone.

I tried again some other place,
But older then 'cause time does race.
A child was born, then she fled and hid,
Eight years gone now is that kid.

So walls were built and doors put in,
And I keep on trying and then
The walls go up and sometimes come down....
And the world keeps on spinning  round

Raise the walls and close the doors.
And nurse again the bleeding sores.
Life's a risk, so take the plunge,
And gamble that you'll have someone.

Cliff Lake
7/4/'95


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