I decided to cry to sleep.
Because I fell in love so deep.
I cried and cried till there was emptiness in my heart.
It was not good on his part.
He threw me away like I'm a piece of trash.
Then made it up to me with lots of cash.
After all, I'm a stripper right?
He used to pay me so that I could dance for him all night.
But now he does so I don't pick a fight.
I walk away with his filthy money
while he says "I'm sorry, honey"
It had all started one fine day.
A contract signed at the bay.
What could I have done?
I was trapped somewhere far from home and couldn't run.
He came to the bar one night and saw me dance with fire in his eyes.
His visits became frequent, our small talks were wise.
I went to his mansion one Wednesday, his wife had a night shift that night.
We made love passionately and I felt that my life turned suddenly bright.
Wednesdays got reserved for him, I loved a man and I thought he loved me .
I jumped and blushed every time I thought about the idea of a we.
But I should have known.
And left the town.
I'm leaving now, to seek a great perhaps.
And recover from all my mishaps.
Awaken from being dead.
I believe there is a beautiful life for me ahead.
