Oh, look at you all dressed up
standing there like butter wouldn’t melt
I hope she’s worth it

First noticed your new scent
hours in bathroom spent
cuddles on sofa I lament

Your smile when receiving a text
not from work I suspect
unanswered calls in my presence next

I can’t bring it up yet
I’m hoping there’s still some doubt
my lack of trust found out

Your going on a business trip
I’m keeping mum, not letting rip
If I’m right your getting the snip

When did it all go wrong?
back in your arms, I belong
I’ll be penning a spinster song