Second Best
Woman, when it came to loving me
I knew I was always second best
But can you tell me why you had to
always leave my heart in such a mess
You kept me hidden in your darkness
placed me on your shelf with all the rest
Until you needed a heart to break
then you would tell me you loved me best
You would show me off to all your friends
fill me up with all your hopes and lies
Seems you got your kicks from hurting me
just like pulling the wings off of flies
I’ve tried so hard to stand up to you
oh, how I have prayed to God above
To please reach into this heart of mine
and carry away all of my love
Still I hope someday you’ll settle down
and need the love you’ve always suppressed
Then you might ask for my company
and know I was never second best
Copyright © Jerry Brotherton | Year Posted 2023
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