These moments of quiet desperation I carry for you
And instead of an admission you carry guilt enough for two
You have never been shy
at least not in our time
and you never where much of the silent guy
loud mouthed and tipsy on life
you let us sit in the silence that cut like a knife
words like spears inside my heart
you know exactly who you are
And chained into the love I carry
you and I though both are married
I would bleed my love right now for you
but I am your secret taboo
Like a dove or a virgin I have entered this love pure
and I have left with angst and grease in my fur
the hurt of hating you, but never giving up
I will always be here as your secretly good fuck
In the lights I am your magnet for attention
Alone you speak of love for me, and desperation
But in front of the screen or over a mic
I am just a joke
to give the world something to fight
through all this grime
I am always yours
but you were never mine