June I learnt the piano, to write you a love song.
I’d just begun to play when you held my hand and broke my fingers.
Play, you said June. Go on now, play me a tune.
June I learnt to waltz, to match my steps with you.
I’d just begun to dance when you hit my legs and smashed my toes.
Dance, you said June. Go on now, show me a move or two.
June I learnt to sing, to see your lovely smile.
I’d just begun to bring the air to my lungs when you grabbed my throat and strangled me.
Sing me a song, you said June. Go on now, Stop lying to me.