A Woman's Scorn...
I was inspired, what can I say?
A Woman’s Scorn…
A woman’s scorn, mean it nothing to you?
Just sit there so smug, and it will when we're through.
The look I give is obviously not one for your pleasure,
So test me. I dare you my patience to measure.
I talk, you don’t listen. Your eyes seem to stray.
So what can you fathom would be making me stay?
Nothing! I’m done, this woman can bear no more pain.
My bitter harshness masks a sorrow that must be contained.
A Woman’s Scorn…
A woman’s scorn, mean it nothing to you?
Just sit there so smug, and it will when we're through.
The look I give is obviously not one for your pleasure,
So test me. I dare you my patience to measure.
I talk, you don’t listen. Your eyes seem to stray.
So what can you fathom would be making me stay?
Nothing! I’m done, this woman can bear no more pain.
My bitter harshness masks a sorrow that must be contained.