Remember those first heady days
It was a new year, which meant a new resolution
We would try to make this work out
Or that work out, find a solution
I bought a new outfit, I’m going to look fit
But you didn’t believe it
Not one little bit
Like in any relationship
You have to work hard
So I put in the effort
And every extra yard
You told me be patient
Good things come to he who weights
But all you did was take my money
How could we be soul mates?
I did all the running
My diet made me thin
I just gave it my all
And you offered me spin
Its no competition you said
Not a race
I was a guy on a treadmill
Not going any place
It was sink without swimming
Your steamy session plans
Landed me in hot water
And a leisure centre ban
Your talk of a healthy future
Could not keep me on track
It seems you’d just find other ways
In which I probably lack
Now everything hurts
And with every muscle ache
I wonder how many other guys
You left in your wake
I’m leaving now
Keep your money, your kudos
Your false promises and vim
It’s over, its finished, I’m done with you
Gym
Gavin Turner 