Two+fingers

I loved her it’s certain though she often denied it She said that my drinkin had helped her decide it When I said she was stupid and she would never forget me That was surely no peace sign that she made as she left me

Chorus: Now it’s two in the morning too soon to go home Too late to pick up the bad seeds I have sown So give me two fingers of your best Irish here Like she gave me two fingers and I watched her two legs disappear

Forewarned not forearmed now forlorn and forgotten I ask for pity and forgiveness or all I’ve hoped for is rotten But I know there’s no way I can rewrite this history And her one final gesture will never be vee for victory

Chorus

I’m too tired too angry to spend my whole life Hoping tomorrow is not like tonight

I’m not too proud to grovel like a dog on the floor If she’ll only let me lick her two fingers once more

I’m forlorn and forsaken for pity’s sake