Lyric The Adultress

I M THE ADULTRESS
BUT I DIDN T WANT TO BE AND I M CONVENIENT
AND I MAKE GOOD TEA
I STAND ACCUSED
OF THE WORST CRIME IN HISTORY
THAT S MY MYSTERY
I M THE ADULTRESS


I GO TO THE PARK
WITH A BAG OF CRUMBS FOR THE BIRDS
THAT S WHERE WE MEET WITHOUT WORDS
HE TAKES MY HAND
AND STARES INTO THE WOOD
THERE S NOTHING TO UNDERSTAND
IT S UNDERSTOOD
I M THE ADULTRESS


LOOK AT THE FOOL
MADE UP TO GO OUT
SHE S DESPERATE AND LONELY
BUT SHE S PUTTIN IT ABOUT
LOOK AT THE SPINSTER
COMIN DOWN OFF THE SHELF
SHE S IN LOVE AND SHE HATES HERSELF


DON T TRY TO STOP ME
DON T GET IN MY WAY
IT S TOO LATE
I VE MADE MY PLAY
DOES MISERY LOVE COMPANY
I LL BE IN THE BAR
YOU LL FIND ME