I love to look good, auspicious they say
Maybe it’s to hide how ugly it is I am inside
Pretty devious indeed, so I always have one
Or more broads by my side, never suspicious
I am lustful, guess that is why I find
My prey to be delicious
Barely dressed yet heavily
Musked by all sorts of fragrance
Unaware of the malicious thoughts
That run rampant in my head
They say I have a twitch
So I had to get it fixed
But the charming ones love them a good story
And the bold ones hate Mr. Perfect
So "hear lies" my great defect
My little itsy bitty secret
I do not judge, yet still am a hypocrite
So criticize if you must
I shan’t protest, but I will guarantee
None will detest for I am your lover
And you hate how much you know me
So you ignore the parts you dislike
And cling to the façade I propose
You want me to use you and discard you
So a story you can share
I want to use you to discard me
Lose myself in the euphoria
Hoping the slimmest chance
That I find my first love and redemption
If not then the cycle repeats
And I take you over and over
With or without your permission