He’ll whisper to you
In the best of ways
Tell you to lift your ass
He’ll seduce your mind
While telling you
He loves you
‘To the moon and back.’
Then describe to you
In intricate detail
All the things
He would do to you
If he weren’t too much of a pussy
To actually be where you are.
Graces take half our faces
Lies take up most our spaces
And all that is left for the rest of us are lies.
I bet he has a list with checks
He absolutely loves the phone sex
Because he’s not quite man enough to do it right.
If you want to talk to me about it
Come to me, don’t be a tit
I already have a pussy, I don’t need another.
I’m quite a ruthless sort
I don’t require your lame retort
Just man up and don’t tease me with your lies.
I’m single, if that helps the taunt
But I’m not interested in a shameless flaunt
I want the real deal or nothing at all.
So if someday you feel all brave
You can come try to find my cave
I’ll show the best of what a woman can do for you.
However, if a silly game is what you want to play
In your house you aught to stay
Because I’m not a woman you mess with day or night.
For you, the one you know this is about
Watch the show “burn notice” or take another route
Nobody around me believes you tell the truth.
For the rest of you, I lay open this book
The woman that nobody took
Is ready for a real man to steal the show.
I’m single, available, and ready to be had
For someone that clearly won’t get mad
When I refuse believe his lies or engage in the phone sex.
Love requires a certain amount of trust
Leave the pride, and clean off the dust
I’d like to you for a nice little drive.