Borrowed

Its not you they love
Its the attension
She was unapreciated, the whole day
Then you came and made her smile
She was hungry for the affection

Its not you she loves
Its the attension

There is something about the frills
 in a womans demeanor
Its like theirs a crispness in the air
Its a moodchanger

Its a win win situation
Both parties are satisfied
Signed on the dotted line as...Fun
Oh what a lie
These ties that bind
Have tied us together with every moan
Falsely soothed
We never really begun
At a deadend from the start
The karmic tipping of scales
null and void
Forever changed

Yet another "Turn the page"