The Lonely Man the Lonely Women
He enters the room
we all start to stare
Bunch of women living life in such despair...
We all swarm like voulchers
Until he finally takes a seat
Seeing his pockets full puts us all in heat
As I approach him I finally sit in the winning seat...
I tell him lies and everything he wants to hear,
Poor him, thinking I'm so dear....
Come a little closer, now I got him in my grasp,
Telling me Im beautiful only makes me want to laugh...
As I dance for him inside im crying
I can only look at him and imagine him dying,
Now were done we go our separate ways,
Dont touch or look at me, its better off this way...
Go home to your wife while she sites at home and cries
You and I both live a life full of lies......
Copyright © Melissa Acevedo | Year Posted 2011
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