Jaded curiosity from the seething mouth of jealousy
she wore a leash like any dog, but always ran away
she broke my heart, then broke the bank
who is to say those heated emotions weren't well founded
your lies, and the way you would always lose yourself
maybe my fits of rage and anguish were rooted in bed with you
under the covers, Iím in his head and you...
you fucking screamed his name you bitch,
twice with me, but more with him
did he scratch that fucking itch you had?
Guess it goes to show how much love I really had
if I was smarter I would've called your bluffs back then
but maybe I wanted to believe that someone somewhere
might just maybe give a damn.
you are a soprano, and your every love a tragedy
and those soap opera drama's never had a place with me
you cheat the game, and Iíll walk away
I donít deserve that shit, my damn ma-dame
All I ever wanted was someone genuine
but maybe I was asking too much.