Scene 4
My old love
Thee had me bamboozled
For the billow you gave never faulted the worth of
You tried to deem me your Chlorambucil
I warded the worthiness within you
Took advantage for you stripped me so
I kept crawling back to thy youth
Tinkering hoping for a better sorrow
Lies in the end as thee lying to me now
Shameful for I’ve suffocated much
Under your thumb of great dishonesty to your clown
Will never be again for I not dirty like your slutch
So long old love
So long to what I thought was enough
