For my (EX) Lover

You think you haver so much decorum
Swanning like your in a ballroom
Enticing me with sexual luring
To cover up your simply boring

You think that your a lead in grace
Swanning like you own the place
Enticing me with that look on your face
To cover up this destitute place

You think you can prioritize
Swanning like we are less than flies
Enticing me with your despise
To cover up your own demise

You think you know reality
Swanning like your better than me
Enticing me with your fragility
To cover up inconsistencies

I may be bitter, that\'s clear to see
But I\'m happy, your not so he, he, he!