Cheater

How could i ever kiss him again when her sick is still infecting his lips? How could i begin to trust after a year of lies? Guess it burns me more because i feel it, guess it kills me more because i care. Everytime we touched were you thinking of her? Everytime your tongue touched my body, it was really her your taste lusted for. Your scent still lingers on my pillow & these sheets, remain stained with passion, stained with past. Guess it burns 'Cause i care.