SWEETER
Robin FOSTER
I told you I loved you,
I told you I warned you,
I wrote you letters
They brought me shame
They’ll talk in this town, they’ll spit my name
Now it’s sweeter than revenge
I played your game, so you play mine
I bought new clothes,
I changed my hair
Out with the old I said but the old was never there
So much for lust, so must for prose
This is sweeter than revenge