Such a lonely soul..

She'll ask you were you've been,
you'll be hours late when you finally come home.
She'll suspect something's wrong
make sure to erase all your outgoing calls.

Why trouble her lonely soul.
She doesn't have to know.
Why tell her, it would hurt her so.
She's such a lonley soul.

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