You’re a wolf in sheep’s clothing
A fake, a jupe a façade
You act like you care and you mean it
Yet your behaviour proves you’re a red card.
You think that I can’t see the real you
That you have pulled the wool over my eyes
Yet my eyes are seeing you perfectly
And you’re not my perfect guy.
You treat me like I’m special
Yet your behaviour shows that I’m not
So go fuck yourself handsome!
As you will soon be forgot.
Variety Is The Orgasmic Spice Of Life 