Love Is War

Mrs.Wrong just called me, She’s outside my door.. She wants me to come out And play a nice game of war. She says she’ll play fair (So only her rules apply) She sounded so convincing I thought, well hell, The least I could do was to give it a try Mrs. Wrong never informed me That she’s a witch like her mom.. She skipped using Cupid and went right to nuclear bombs.. Mrs. Wrong... So clever to bewitch Pulled the oldest maneuver, The Ol’ bait and then b**ch Mrs. Wrong then so politely said that I can’t fire back Cause if her feelings get hurt Than a false crimes a fact. She also said (In her sweetest WarCry) That she loves me so much She will be the reason I die. Mrs. Wrong isn’t very friendly And she told me one last thing That when she’s done playing me I won’t be left with a thing.. And in that moment I realized with a start That the Apple that was in Eden Must of been a mans heart