I want to be a good woman
If you took a moment
To allow a moment
For a token to be passed
Between friends and glances cast
Between friends
One hand on a cigarette
And one hand on my ass
When you sit in a guildy looking innard-spewing chair
(And I do not care)
Because you dreamed you said "I Love You"
(As he stroked my long brown hair)
And still I do not care.
And still I look.
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