Love, Lust, and Lies.

It was not advanced age  
Not the tips of wandering fingers  
Not the air of mistrust  
Or omissions that lingered  
 
You hid all that you could  
After everything was shown  
No amount of time would prove that you had truly grown  
 
So yes  
I would have loved all of whatever you are  
I don't know your face but  
Truth would have you still fuckin from afar  
 
This bangin new body I've worked for so hard  
Would be yours from a screen or you could have it all  
Zip codes ain't shit to me I would have met you on my break  
I work six days a week then I take off eight  
 
I know I have the means cause I make my own dough
So you know I'm looking for the same shit you came fo  
 
No  
 
It was not your age  
Not your game  
Not your many lovers  
It was the soul  
Behind the lines  
That would never be uncovered.