Inspector

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'