why do men always seem
to rule my life and ruin my dreams?
the girls that talk inside my head
warn my soul will wind up dead
but i am weak and follow him
although he makes my future dim

i tell myself time and again
i will not surrender to the lies of men
yet here i am, same time, same place
and with my eyes i see the repugnant face
of the philanderer who now governs my life
the iniquitous one to whom i owe this strife

the one to whom i will always succumb
(the man resting on my shoulder)

09/18/2003