pain

moaning there i laid

he was inside my world

and we both liked it

i called it love

but he called it a fling.



This tore my heart apart

i felt nothing more than a whore

this was it for me

this cruel  world has no place for me,

but the strippers pole is where i find love



i fall in love every night

and the love vanishes in the morning

i wish the night would never end

come night so i can feel loved again.