Shall thou not weep after being cursed,
My neck gets scratched and my breast nurses it, the soul within me desires a flesh to cover its shame
I detest him,his words of mockery made me blush.
Laughed at me as thou we laughed together,
dancing to the tunes of his empty words ,blinded was I
Stealing a glance at him ,I became blind
he banged into the doors of my heart with a cheating foot.
Whom shall I ran to,
who will listen to my tale of a warm lover, a warm lover ,a warmer cheat indeed, bless my lips with words.
Tell me where I went wrong.
Shouldn’t I live to write a script,
deceive me no more,I will break out
I will trace the words you hide beneath this flattery,
Love has always been alive maybe I defined it wrongly.
Written and Composed by Boffins