I have loved and lust-
ed for so many; but never
will I ever trust.
My conviction is strong; it’s just
that smile, that forever
I have loved, and lust
are too tempting; her smile is so robust.
I wonder if I tell ‘er something clever
Will I have ‘er trust?
I must find her love I must
Show my heart; I must have ‘er;
I have loved. And lust
Won’t stop me now. It crossed
My mind that she won’t love me however
well I have her trust.
The ashes of her love today are dust.
The syrup of disgust is in my liver.
I have loved and lost;
Will I ever trust?