The things we did,
Will always remain a secret.
Don't let the fact,
That we did it in the first place,
Give you a big head.
You see I'm desperate,
And you were available,
And that probably make me a *****
But hey....
Maybe I am.
Maybe I should stop,
Denying my nature,
And accept that I am no better,
Then the girl on the corner,
With the sad eyes,
And the smeared lipstick.