where the devil buries his sin~ with the sexy PoetSpeak

              
no time for broken women
a cutthroat man with a heart
it beats honestly
of beaten down motels
and time spent with ladies like me
 
a one-night beauty Queen
come morning light
the sunlight shines harshly
on an old cheerleader turned alcoholic
 
passed out cold, used up
no time for I'll call you later
you know you won't
so you gather yourself together
and shut the door
 
wasted women wasted lives
you know all about them
and it haunts you
as you bury your sin
in the next Saturday night special
bury it deep inside these forgotten ladies
so deep even the devil can't find them
 
as I close the door on the women I've loved
carrying pieces of their lonely hearts with me
a small price to pay
in exchange for unloading all my dark secrets
deep inside their souls
 
I loved each and every one of them  
if only for a night
cast aside wives left masturbating
their man too busy with girls on the side
 
in a no-tell motel
I made um feel young again
like they had worth
for a man like me
who measures worth
by the fire in one's belly
and the grit it takes to face the world
 
these women have it
they fight to get up every day
looking in the mirror
as their beauty fades
still, their bodies burn with desire
 
I got use for these ladies
they fuck me like they've never been fucked before
like they'll never get enough
I like my women a little used up
perfection pisses me off
once perfect tits hang a little now
when they're bound and gagged that won't matter much
welts and bruises for days
lovely hues of bondage and violent sex
flag raised, honor, country, lust
 
yeah I'm cutthroat
broken women can't mend them
but for a night I can make them feel
feel everything they've forgotten
everything that's real
and that will have to be enough