Pretty Lies

He likes his noiseless nights, whiskey bingeing in the dark.

Always living dangerously, swimming with the sharks.

Rough and tough. He’s a rock-and-roll hot rod fantasy.

But shit, he’s cheap! A blood-sucking whore for paper money.

He’s a wild buck, always looking for some dough.

But the only girls who’d want that dirt- is a gold digging hoe.

I guess I should forget him then, the guy really is no good.

But when he tells me all those pretty lies…

I do those things I never should.

Β© J.G.

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