Contraband and confessions lay across this bed
Images of infidelity linger in my head
Was it worth all the pain -- and the price you paid
To have your fun and have the one who loved you feeling betrayed
Your eyes tell me a different story
The one that leaves your lips does not
Contradicting with every word as if you think I forgot
No amount of tears or empty promises can ever clean up this mess
Full of shame and undying lust, covered in emptiness
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