by Arcassin Burnham,

Glad,
That we came to an even trade,
Sad,
That I didn't but all your friends came,
even,
though I made a few mistakes,
still,
still sad that all your little friends came,

All I ever wanted was your lovin',
I've been compared to searching for a fool,
Maybe you could tell me your secrets,
I would never dream of playing you,
All I ever wanted was your lovin',
I could tell in many different ways,
I would go in all the right directions,
uninvited by you throwing shade,
throwing shade.


http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/03/uninvited.html