Inspector

Written by: Michelle Bailey

I look in your eyes and the blatant untruth 
I'm not Inspector Morse or some well known detective sleuth 
you probably believe what your mind is telling you 
trying to make me believe you love me like you say you do 
I look in your eyes and can see you don't mean what you say 
your lies now blackened lie a tooth full of decay 
you probably think I'm as stupid as you 
but I'm a pro at spotting idiots- you just don't have a clue 
being single is not an anagram for desperate without modesty 
its just that I can't give myself away to any Tom, Dick and Harry 
I kick you to the kerb but each time you bounce back 
do I know have to get dark, do my words have to become slack 
I look in your eyes and see you're trying to convince me 
that you love and respect me with all sincerity 
when in fact you're hoping that in a flash my undies will fall 
and then you will have accomplished another booty call 
I'm after true love not expensive gifts and things 
if you mean what you say, then on my finger put a ring 
I look in your eyes and see emptiness staring back 
I've kinda guessed your a man with a one mind track 
to not to get to know me or the things that I like 
just for me to be another notch, another hit, another strike 
I've resigned myself to the fact I no I deserve better than you 
because he will really mean it when he says to me 'I do'