Bitter Bert

What might have been, is not fair, for a life of ease, don't sing me the blues, you're not that aware, to run from virtue, blowing like steam, your eyes flared, you single out a scream, tell me the truth, is my proposition so slurred, do you need more proof, at drinks on glossy evenings, would you not care, nights i played the beat, look at me i seethe, is it my grey hair, do i need new teeth, can you love me, do you think you dare, the way i aim to be, are you scared ?