You provide what I need
But I live this life in greed
And you think that you succeed
And I can’t stand it

You cause such a fuss
Believing you would be enough
But I call your bluff
And underhand it

And I feel like such a whore
Kissing you became a bore
Almost like a chore
I must withstand it

But I’m afraid to leave behind
One who has been so kind
So I almost want to rewind
But I stubbornly have banned it

So I live this life in limbo
Acting like a bimbo
I love him…don’t think so
But he may soon demand it

However life is pretty strange
Because hearts turn and change
Without rhyme or range
Desire should command it

But I do this quite too often
And never try to stop them
Aside from words of caution
I should brand it