Happiness Is An Unlucky Whore

 
your love expected pain in way of payment for parts of your soul
you knew in advance the hurts would come
lingering in the back of your mind
women are dangerous
they'll take a piece of you when they leave

so with no apologies you told me what you wanted from me
you desired I ache
in the lonely hours before morming
wondering it you'd call
and grieve in the moments inbetween

you hurt down deep
and you shared the cold
a fire burn inside you
so hot in the moments of fucking
when my soul and yours tortured each other
begging for release from the hold over us
our bodies pleading

in the throes of agony I always knew you were in control
you would keep pieces of me when you left
I was adorn in self hate
bitter for the torment that was you

I hated you

you resent me

I was getting to you
my smiles and sunshine
ruined your somber days

a rue grin would touch your lips
but your eyes would pierce me with don't
you love me down deep

your quiet storm preceeded the message
you were leaving
it's better this way darlin
big tears fell down my face that day
when you stole what wasn't yours to keep

my happiness