aftermath of a mistress

i got the man
and everything went
according to plan
as I stand and sit
pretty
witty
and gay!
but hey!
i aint gay
...i got the man
breast up and attentive
with his eager hands
booty comforting and thick
sex was soooo good
it had me sick
im looking the part
of a victorious mistress
and oh....
i got the man
but its not until
the man i kiss
the man i miss
the one i share
the addicting bliss with
changes
rearranges the game
then i keep my guard up
switch it up
use all the dirty tricks
in the black book
...use it up
until the book is
dried up
and i know
when the shit is at loss
when he says he loves me
with his fingers crossed
the mistress had thought
she had won
thought she was his only one
but really she transformed
into the woman, she took
the man from
yes...its one of those
equations
mmm the painful summation
of my invasion
admitting im turning
into my victim
when i played the villian
cause its like im sitting here
with blood on my hands from
all the killin
and it hurts
this devastating feeling
while shes moved on
shes beautifully healing
and i wish i could be like her
i wish my deranged emotions
could just shut up and concur
because my aftermath
chokes me in this polluted blur
for history repeats itself
in this vicious cycle
and i dont blame your laughs
cause tonights entertainment
is
...the mistress aftermath