I call you, don't answer your phone
When I knock on your door
You never seem to be home
In need of some money
You are suddenly poor
Calling me honey
Do not call me that
Then walk all over me as if I am a doormat
You use me
Abuse me
Guess what
Now you lose me
Finally ran out of luck
I was too good for you
I must confess
You could never pull through
You were a mess
More than I was
I was blinded by lust