Rumored

My Sleepless Nights And All The Other Lesses
You Have Caused
The Name I Knew Before And Now Lost
You Have Caused
Coming To Me Through Stories Friends Tell
Circling Lost Lovers
Pointing Veiled Banter Always To A Similar Place
Circling Lost Lovers
Until You Hear What You Came To Hear
And Leave Happy
And Maybe You'll Reciprocate So They Laugh Too
And Leave Happy
Until You Are Home And Still No Him Or Her
Or Whatever
Ready And Waiting With Your Dinner Or Supper
Or Whatever

And No Matter
How Many Times You Hear Shit About Them
And No Matter
How Many Times You Call Him A Four-eyed Prick
It Won't Matter
Because He Slips Between Sheets Lined With Her Body And
It Won't Matter