Mr and Mrs Smith

That poignant moment when we meet Like long-lost friends So discreet You look good together Why do you need me Is he blind Is it me We play the game It’s nothing new Hotels are full of Smiths Like me and you I should move on You should too You look good together Him and you We plan the next Somewhere new Mr and Mrs rendezvous She’s sleeping now I gaze her naked way Thinking to myself Someday Turning to hide his shame The woman with his brother's name.