To his love....
It's me, the hot young miss that's got your mans attention
Just writing to apologize
So sorry dear that you have to pay for my sins.
That your love has strayed to me
So sorry dear that every time I kiss him,
he wonders who it is, you are kissing
Every time I lay down with him,
you get accused of doing the same
Everytime I call his name,
He wonders what name escapes your mouth
Over and over again,
you will pay for my time with him
without even knowing I exist.
His paranoia will drive him crazy when he's with you
realizing even the sweet ones are capapble of reaching out
Are you reaching out?
Probably not, but it doesn't matter.
either way you lose this game you don't even know you are playing,
I get the attention I want,
You get to pay for my sins
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