I cannot win
In this life of sin
Married to you
But in love with him

Your words, sharp and hard
His soft, poetic and full of charm
You break me down
Your criticism, angrily marred

His, full of kindness and wisdom
Plenty and lacking cynicism
You're sure to cut me low
You're lost in your own narcissism

I begged for it to be untrue
As your cruel dimeanor grew
Sorrowful, my heart is heavy
For I no longer want you

I don't know how to leave
This life, I will grieve
But restless, my heart is amiss
Oh how I wish he loved me

Drunk with his lingering kiss
Makes your hurt, hurt me less
Though I know it will never grow
His kindness I will surely miss

And much to my chagrin
He is not mine
So in this life of sin
I cannot win