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My darling, I love her so.
I put down my finger on a page of words.
When she had asked me to.
So, I could lead her through the pages of her life.
And I don't mind if she would rather dance with other men,
In a ballroom dressed and decrorated to her fancy.
But it's when she let's them touch her,
Let her lay upon their matress
That she's hopes to seduce them on.
And I know she loves me so, but she loves what she gets more
Because the money what's she interested in.
And If that's want she wants
Then I'll let greed feed on her.

I have sat back and let other men.
Dance in a vertical position
that i have danced with her before.
I have held her in my arms,
As many other men have and will.
So they hope to pretend they love her.
Just for one night.
Cause pleasure without the strings
Is what their interested in.
And if that's what they need.
So let the lust eat them whole.

Although, I took this is my grasp
and knew it would be hard
for me to bare the sight of her
coming home late at night.
With russelled hair and her dress
uncarefully put on.
I accepted all these facts
When she said she loved me.
I'll turn my head when she arrives
and hope I can keep my eyes closed.
Because it hurts me so.
She is all I'm interested in.
Soif that's want I have to do.
So let envy dig into my skin.

She acts as if it's nothing.
She'll sell her body all she wants.
When the scars on her back uncovered,
I feel a sickness rise in my stomach.
But I hold back the ill feeling
because if she knows that it hurts me
She will most definately call me weak.
I am not a good man
but I want to pretend I am.
Because her trust is all I'm inrested in.
And if I have to hold in it.
SO, let pride will up my empty chest.

She ran into a man who hoped that she would
do anything for him.
Although she couldn't smell the heaviness of alchol
upon his breath.
He took too much to drink and
forgot how to treat a woman.
She asked him what he wanted
and he balled his hands into tight fists.
He put his hands on her.
He wanted to watch her blood
escape from her body.
He had too much dirnk,
I'm afraid she won't be the same.
Because an extra drink is all he was interested in.
And if that what his life revolves around.
Let his gluttony take over him.

Afterwards she arrived home
with blood tainting her dress of peach.
She tumbled into my arms and hoped I wouldn't ask.
Tears rolled down soft face
And that's the last I saw of this lively girl.
The rest of her time was spent
in her room
to hide from the world.
She hated all she stood for
and all the men she seduced.
She lived in her torporific mind
with her thoughts filled with larycomose.
Pain is interested in her.
And if that is want she deserves.
Then let her die a sloth.


Although, I have pretended for so long.
I can't take this any longer.
I wish she would stop this non-sense.
I have let her dance with other men
and lay on their bed covered lace for too long.
Now, she comes home to me
and barely wants to stare upon my face.
I feel as if she doesn't want anymore,
of this life.
Even though I wish for her stop,
she has been with too many men
to care about my feelings.
A self-rightous woman she has been
and no man can take that from her.
So, she lives off of their money and their pleasure.
Let her die along with her addiction.
If being in a man's arms gives her life
Then I will cut her throat
So, no other man can hold her in his arms.
I will cradle her lifeless body as she bleeds.
And depense her into the dirt
and hope that the afterlife will do her good.
Because her happiness is all I'm inrested in
And if that is no longer the choice.
So, let selfish wrath take over me.