he likes to have control.
you can have your freedom,
but don't forget,
you'll have to pay the toll

he tells you "Stop"
commands you "Go"
and everything
in between.

he whispers
sweet nothings
and firmly suggests
all the most obscene things

By daytime, sweet as anything
shouting food, making me smile.
By night, he's the devil,
making you work for every mile.

he boosts your confidence
oh so slightly
it's what they all do.
But if he asks you anything,
don't ever tell the truth.