He lit a candle
And cleaned off the bed
The clothes were off the floor
I thought it was romance
But I was just a whore
He kissed me and held me close
And made me feel things I’d never felt before
I could see the future
And it was filled with memories of him
I would rather have the clothes on the floor
And seen the truth before he broke my heart
And showed me the door
The months went by and by chance he was there
I watched them standing together
It was a place I had been before
And I felt sorry for her while she was asking him for more
I have been lost in those eyes
And counted all his scars
I know every inch of him
And been with him to the stars
But now she was kissing him
And all I know is I should have listened to those who knew better
Instead of just missing him
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