Cold Shoulder

My head was stuck in the cat flap on the door Where I could see her walking on the kitchen floor Down on my knees Just like a dog Begging for scraps that she said she hadn't got She took her pen she poked me in the eye As through the lock I looked to see my world inside I kicked and swore Void of all brain I couldn't see that I was the one to blame Cold shoulder Like a slaughtered cow in a butcher's fridge Cold shoulder She had laid the plans where we built our bridge To a better life Cold shoulder I had been chased by a hairbrush that she threw Life was blurred when the hand of fate came into view It smacked my face I was released I came back home where life became a feast Cold shoulder Like a slaughtered cow in a butcher's fridge Cold shoulder She had laid the plans where we built our bridge To a better life Cold shoulder Then I fell over Into a bush --- Cold Shoulder - Squeeze