DEAD MAN WOMAN

You're a dead man woman
I don't think I want to dance with you
Your words have been planned
Rehearsed and recorded
Your face a mask
A covering of ugly things
I can't see you

You touched me with your words
And left a scratch
Then just
Walked away
What kind of game do you play
I won't say a word
Just turn my back and look away

You're a dead man woman
I don't think I want to dance with you

By: Roger Harkness


 
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