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Cuckold

Contributed by Alexa_Bachtel on Wednesday, 9th December 2009 @ 08:02:29 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

No feelings, no passion, no sex,
Until you don't confess
Who you spent this night with,
Cuz, baby, maybe you think
I'm lookin' like damn
But you must be down
That it's only in your eyes
It's only in your eyes.

I ain't gonna give my love
If you're gonna dish it out,
Meltin' like a first snow
In someone else's arms
I don't wanna be someone
To get point the finger
And call a cuckold,
Sorry, but this role
Doesn't fit to me.

I'm not the kind of people
Who's gonna live by the scenario
And play the role of the part time lover
You gotta understand just one thing
The men like you, they come and gone
So despite of your words like
The guys like you don't grow on tree, boy,
Don't even get to thinkin' you're irreplaceable.

I ain't gonna give my love
If you're gonna dish it out,
Meltin' like a first snow
In someone else's arms
I don't wanna be someone
To get point the finger
And call a cuckold,
Sorry, but this role
Doesn't fit to me.

I'd be strong enough to kick you out
If I find out you got a love affair, boy,
Cuz if you need a side chick,
I'm not side chick,
So I'm not gonna be your stepping stone.

Cuz if I get called a cuckold just once
Then you'd try the horns on yourself.

I ain't gonna give my love
If you're gonna dish it out,
Meltin' like a first snow
In someone else's arms
I don't wanna be someone
To get point the finger
And call a cuckold,
Sorry, but this role
Doesn't fit to me.

Copyright © Alexa_Bachtel ... [ 2009-12-09 08:02:29]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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