I Know Love Hurts
she said that Love was her name.
she set up a little table with shells
and coaxed me into a game...
I had no money but that's ok
she said she played for hearts
And maybe here and there
she'd play for other parts.
First she only caught my eye,
but then she took my smile
she won most all my bits from me
laughing all the while.
She built up expectations
she lured me in with hope
she bound me and she tied me
using my own rope.
She wears a slender little knife
underneath her shirt
She draws it out when she gets bored
and she slips it where it hurts
You never see it coming
until its far too late
she's such a skilled assassin
and she's very hard to sate.
She toyed with me long
til playing grew tame
she dropped her wicked smile
and she gathered up her game
Wait, I pleaded desperately
my heart I offered as token
What? that old thing she laughed
That's too badly broken!
So she turned her back on me
she'd a new direction to take
for her game and that cruel thirst
that she'd never ever slake.
51-55, M
