left behind

that sticky july night when i first met you
i couldn't sleep a wink, got all dizzy-like -
ignited - as if i'd stumbled 'cross some fancy
winning lottery ticket blowing in the street.

i should've known
oh darlin' ya had me fooled
into thinking i ever had
something special, 'cuz lord knows
i ain't got that kinda luck
when it comes to matters
of the heart

it's september and i'm left behind
in summer's empty sunshine. you walked
away so soon.

sleep is bound to come again
now that i know you never
thought of me before you fell
into your own sad, dreamless state -

not when i was in your arms,
nor a city's length away.

you say there's no such thing
as wasted energy, that you'd
rather go the distance. sure, sure
that's why all along you never cared,
saved your energy for better things:

like jason the wonderful, himself.