A dialogue between three respective lovers and cheaters.
He sent her his apologies
She got them, tossed in a huff
The other one’s just average, and a load of just enough
He’s running from retribution
She’s chasing for hers to him
The other one’s the problem of both, driven by pure whim
He’s watching her anger conveniently
She’s yelling, close to losing her head
The other one’s not listening, laying in the listeners bed
He’ll say that it’s just him
She tells him to say no more
The other ones just peachy, happier than before
He’s running home to the other
She follows her steps to go back
The other one’s waiting, this really her pleasure, breaking ups are surely her knack
He’s lighting one up with the other
She’s fighting tears made by her old
The other one’s smoking another, the fumes persuasive to do what she’s told
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