My heart is torn asunder
Standing out in a field of thunder
My arms are spread up to the sky
Me crying, why...oh why
Don’t deceive me, not here, not now
Yes, yes, yes, they’ll always look for a way...somehow
Just love me and leave me screaming for more
I beg you, I demand of you, this I implore
Stay with me now, please...just a little while longer
Your presence always makes me feel so much stronger
It is not him, the loverboy who makes me confused
I love him, but I always feel so abused
You are the one, my king, my sun
Show me the end to the needy one
He has a her, or perhaps it is a him
Chasing all over the internet as if on a whim
This person we’ll assume is a her
She’s cloaked in poetic myrrh
She thinks I am a moron so easily played
Hoping my love stories will leave him betrayed
But I see her standing over there on the side
With secret harmonies, hoping to be his bride
The truth will come out...eventually
Until then I’ll stand out in the rain...perpetually