The Knife In My Back (issue 2)

I sunk on the maiden voyage 
patheticly tragic fate
I could have been a contender
Contribute something at any rate

All of those sad pretentions
I really should have known
not to have aspirations
My towel it was already thrown

It was not police that brought me down.
not time inside or underground, 
nobody’s hiss or back row boos 
The knife in my back was you

The breach in my defences
let them [bad word] in
I could just lie defenceless
and let myself be hollowed out from within

It was not police that brought me down, 
not time inside or underground, 
nobody’s hiss or back row boos 
The knife in my back  was you

At night I see your sharp teeth grin 
as you drive the blade through my skin 
Just as I got it out an inch 
you’re sure to push it deeper in 
and give it a spin

It was not police that brought me down, 
not time inside or underground,
nor any boss. they’ll never do
The knife in my back was you