She promised him the world
Promised him she was his to keep
He never saw her false smile
The hurt would run too deep
She would disappear throught the night
Leaving him feeling all alone
Wondering where could she be
Hearing another mans' voice on the phone
She told him, he could never be enough
Her black book contained too many names
She told him she needed to have real men
He was a victim as she played her lying games
The police came for him that fatal night
He had killed himself with his knife
But he was not alone in the spilled blood
He made sure he had taken her life
copyright Chris Smith 2010
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