Good, Now Gone Bad

Behind the door, I know she’s there She’s waiting silently and ever still But, I can hear her breathing hard To not open the door, takes some will I am weak and I want her bad She’s my desire, my heart she robbed So I will enter, yes, I will Damn door’s locked, I can’t turn the knob Oh damn, she’s up, the moment’s lost She had to come and turn the key Then I entered with yet high hopes But she assured, there’s none for me So I then sulked and left the room Sat in the dark with just my gloom