HEADTEACHER
Dear Miss,
It’s been a week since I last wrote, I haven’t heard a thing
I’ve been checking every day, by that space behind your bin
Are you ignoring me, Miss? Do you know that I exist?
I thought you cared about your pupils, this is taking the…
No I’m not upset that you’re no different to the rest,
I’m just disappointed, ‘cause I’m becoming obsessed
You have a way of making people feel like nothing else matters,
Like I can get through any problem, I can fight all my battles
You’ll be proud of me, Miss, ‘cause I’ve been reading more plays
I was inspired by your lessons so I’ve been spending my days
Reading Shakespeare, I like the way he thinks
I started comparing characters and making links
I’ve noticed certain similarities with another couple
A fella called Othello seems to like getting in trouble
He’s jealous and self-conscious, which are traits that we share
Desdemona gave up everything so they could be a pair
BUSKER
(Overlapping)
It’s OK to be scared
We can pretend to be strangers
Live life on the edge
Love me for my dangers
HEADTEACHER
Like us, there’s an age gap but they were not ashamed
I guess that times are different now, and you would get the blame
They kept their love a secret, we could keep it on a need to know
Meet up after hours, when the cleaners have all gone home
BUSKER
(Overlapping)
It’s OK to be scared
We can pretend to be strangers
Live life on the edge
Love me for my dangers
HEADTEACHER
Don’t ask me how it ends, I haven’t got that far
I’m sure that they are happy and our life will imitate art
Don’t question my intentions or put me to the test
We all know that men in rage strike those that wish them best
I’m speaking your language now, does that turn you on?
Just let me in and I can make those bad thoughts gone
You can trust me, I won’t show anyone what you send
Just be honest and I promise that I won’t take offence
You should be careful how this plays out, ‘cause I’m just assuming
that you have your weaknesses too, you’re only human
I don’t like to make threats but I will find a way through this
It’s every man for himself, when a soldier is wounded
BUSKER
It’s OK to be scared
We can pretend to be strangers
Live life on the edge
Love me for my dangers