Romance and sex,
That’s what they want,
Romance and sex,
Is what they get,
Woman hide their desires,
But they all crave,
And turn the blame,
To man’s fame,
Chasing games,
Can’t complain,
And what remains,
Is still the same!
It’s lies to me,
All lies you see,
If you’d be with me…
Then just maybe…
I wish I could say,
“I could get hit by a truck and smile”,
But what I wish today,
Is to get hit by a truck and die.
Luc Laverdure