The other woman who keeps you occupied
time tearing off your nails
I stole a drink, a starry ceiling was our witness
a wink and conversation that makes me think
the other woman is there to give you all the missing pieces the puzzle didn't come with
you can't return
the other woman
scribbling in the blanks with meanings
adjectives and needs I never knew you could fill, wanted that kind of complication
Go on and dance with her and take her home and love her
cause your complaints are only as real
as the king cursing his dull coins
And arrows will never pierce such a greedy heart
for I should have realized I was the other woman from the start.
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