i ask who she is what
she's like you deny
you lie
you try to explain
explain the phone calls the
nights away you deny
you lie
you try to turn it on me like
you did before you lied
to my face it was hazy
and crazy
maybe my imagination but i am
not crazy i see what i
see and hear what i
hear and know what i know
woman's intuition is no more a myth than your
indignant claims of innocence i'm onto you
yet you dig yourself deeper make
yourself look worse how low can you
go? and how high do you think
i am? i'm not stupid
nor am i hormonal or
paranoid or
overemotional
overemotional? funny,
from the man who seems to feel nothing should i grin and bear it?
keep getting hung up on? crying when
you're not here and it's late and dark
and rainy? should i hear her laugh?
imagine her entwined with you? while i carry
our future and the dreams we
once had? oh, hell no.
you're caught. no
more denying or lying
or trying to fool me. no
more.
