Never painting her face
never having his heart...

Mysteries surround you
woman of brown hair
brown eyes
black soul

Watching him love so many
right before your eyes
how did that make you feel?
You need to question how much
was real...
The word love was used with
a passion so deep...
all it did was make you cheap

You took sloppy seconds
and I had his dreams...

I'll always have the Memoirs
while your just the whore
so it seems...