Jackal In Your Mind (Dunnery Francis)

I’m sick and tired of love troubles Searched my whole life to find my perfect world And then when she shows I realise we come from different worlds Her with her money She’s never had to work for anything at all And me I was born to work for each and everything I own She say: pack all your troubles and leave me I say: the argument’s over now everything’s fine But I feel like a jackal! She says silver bells and pretty clothes they often make me smile But nobody could afford the way you held Then kissed my mouth goodbye I wanted to trust you and I wanted you to trust me Swear that you need me all of the time But I know I’m a jackal in your mind I’m sick and tired of love’s sorrows Facing all the things that I really want to hide The child in me grows It lives its life and feeds on my insides Never showing, it never had a chance to see a happy time My parents it seems were hell bent on destroying all my pride They say: pack all your troubles get out of here I say: I can’t bring my friends round I’m scared of what they’ll find And they’ll think I’m a jackal She says silver bells and pretty clothes they often make me smile But nobody could afford the very first time we met and you said hi I wanted to kiss you and I wanted you to kiss me All those moments long lost in time Now I’m just a jackal in your mind Jackal in your mind Jackal in your mind