Last Date

[Verse 1] I'm stood waiting, waiting for this girl to appear It's been 40 minutes and I'm still here The last train's due and that's just like you I'm in the station - hard, concrete fridge By this pieced-up bridge She's always fucking late and doesn't even see the pisstake Been 2 years and I'm still living in my first mistake I'm standing here with a stray frost bitin' And December air stinging my nose My grip tightens on my stone hands See, I know she isn't with another man She just takes her time because she really doesn't give a damn And when she's finally here she's all smiling No apology, I could have been chillin on my island [Verse 2] But how am I? You don't know cos you don't even care to ask Arrogant, assuming that I'm happy and we're gonna last And fail to see the way you mess with my head I feel to dis you - call out my ex's name in bed Now, defeat you or attack you? Do neither, I play statue For every wise response, a sly remark, I can't match you Cos logic's out the widow and reason's out the door I'm looking hard at it like tracks by Main Source Of course I'm vexed, you say I want you for.. (what!?) We're going nowhere, moving round in circles, jogging on the spot It's all so familiar now but back then You were bringing up things I said way back when Flashing all the right smiles trying to twist my friends Why is the way you act so irrational? It's like talking to a brick wall about the price of cement Demented ways of acting that defy all sense Not your time of the month it's just your time to waste time Letting off steam, breaking shit, trying to rip my rhymes ...Put the pad down slowly please take a step back And don't even think about going for the multi-track... You got a temper like Flashman, bully-styles late night My mum and dad are in the next room, stay quiet You give me more shit than teachers did You need to smoke some of this and calm down quick Arguing's an option but there's got to be a reason And by the way, I don't respond to blackmail either See I'm a true believer in some self-respect And I'm about to call your bluff if you're threatenin' to jet I can't stand slanging matches, I retreat into my shell Only cos you won't listen while you're giving me hell I'd like to call an analyst or just record the conversation Just to make you listen to it and point out the contradictions I'm tired of listenin', you can't believe I'm faithful You're pissed off cos I'm not eternally grateful You're the funny type, then again, similar to many of my friends Same shit, different girl, time and again The same hassles, the same games and the same end The same blend, the best ever when it's time for bends A firework, ready for war with me But I'm just tryin' to write a rhyme right now and drink my tea Why you startin' on me? See, I was thinking we were team-mates And don't be tryin' to tell me that it's over cos you're too late I'm not psychic I'm not a sidekick I'm not psychic I'm not a sidekick