You think you'r in a theatre.
In a warm place with him.
Feelin his warm breath on your ear.
Honey silhouetted voice.
"Hmmmm" Says he.
Your wicked, you lash out.
You think he'll stay.
He did.
Not for long.
You'r all wrong.
You think he'll take it?
Take all your crap.
You'r wrong.
Think you are on his mind?
Think he likes the games you play?
The games you play with his mind.
Well you'r wrong.
So stay there all teary eyes.
Fault yourself.
He can feel no pity.
YOu have enough for yourself.
Why fool yourself?
You know you'r meant to be alone.
Latin lover ran amiss.
He found something better.
 
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