" But why did you do that to me?"l cried..
             " Now don't get truculent,
               Was you're reply...
               Just give me the facts...
              I hear you say.
              " or by god I'll make you pay"
               But you were very cunning...
                You covered you're tracks.
                Always aiming for my arms or back.
               Thank god you never blackened my eyes...
               But then...sunglasses are always the perfect disguise.
                        I'm sorry, forgive me
                        You sob in my arms
          You're little boy lostlook and deadly charms...
                           I can't resist you,
                           I'm a fool to myself,
                           How did this happen?
                           It must be a dream...
                                   Oh god
                  I'm falling apart at the seams.