Monday, July 31, 2006

Don’t tell me lies

Don’t tell me lies:
You love me.
You can’t live
Now without me.

You pick up street women.
You pick up horny whores.
You’ve fucked your office girl.
You’ve fucked your secretary.

I have known all this.
And have never told you I loved you.
I’ve been with you for your money.
Now tell me how does it feel?

1 Comments:

Blogger How do we know said...

I like the icy chill at the end.

7:26 AM  

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