Tori sang it so well. . .
I'm a Fire On The Side
He comes to me for pleasure
But sleeps next to her every night
I don't know when I started caring
Nor if I even should
But one thing I do know now
Is that I wouldn't leave him if I could
I love the feel of his arms around me
I love waking with his skin against mine
How long before we're alone again?
What can I do to pass the time?
It's evil to be this, this hussy, this whore
It's wrong to think he'd feel anything more
I'm just his Fire On The Side, burning his soul
But she has his heart, I, just this gaping hole.