Your lies keep on spreading,
my love starts to fade.
Just cut all your bullshit,
it’s all just a game!

A game I enjoyed too
way back in the day
when LOL, wink, heart, smiley
were paper and pen.

You say you don’t want that.
Are you being straight?
You say that to me
yet I’m here in your bed.

The thrill, the adventure,
the romance, pet names.
Let’s make up some new ones
recycle, cut, paste.

“I’m dying to see you,
can’t wait for next time.
Let’s fuck on my wife’s bed,
I’m sure she won’t mind.”

It’s all contradiction,
you wanted to fly.
Your balls are still grabbed tight
and now there’s two hands.