Tuesday, June 22, 2010

In Lust


In Lust



Nothing is ever what it looks like.
You "fell" into her.
You accidentally fell for her.
I guess I tripped you.
I guess I pushed you into it.
I guess I'm sorry,
It's my fault for not being perfect.
Well you found the trophy girl.
So put her in your trophy case.
Because that's where she belongs.
Or is that just what you think?

You're not in love.
You're in lust with her.
You can't be the perfect couple,
When you're not a couple at all.

Everything is what it looks like now.
You're home on the couch,
moping around.
I bet you still don't know.
When she left she had on lipstick.
Do you really believe she out with her "friends?"
But I'll be here when you're down.
After you find out about,
what she does.
What she does with them.
I'm sorry to inform you,
But they're not her "friends."

You're not in love.
You're in lust with her.
You can't be the perfect couple,
When you're not a couple at all.

So ask yourself this questions;
Is it me or is it her?
Did you find your trophy girl?
Isn't it ironic,
How the world works?
She's sleeping with other guys,
When you're the one who slept with her.
Instead of me.

But I'll be here when you're down.
After you find out about,
what she does.
What she does with them.
I'm sorry to inform you,
But they're not her "friends."

You're not in love.
You're in lust with her.
You can't be the perfect couple,
When you're not a couple at all.

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