You have been fiddling with this man for a while He’s cheating on his wife for you You are his world is preposition But you kind of hate yourself for that And being the side piece God, what is wrong with me?

he Knocked at your door with a suit and tie And some flowers and your favorite chocolate, and a teddy bear

‘’Hey Sweet cakes..~’’

he said As he smirks at you looking at you Looking at you up and down admiring your curves