I love a man who isn't there

And yesterday upon the stair

He wasn't there again

He isn't here again today

He'll never ever go away

He's just my favorite sin

It's not that I want him to go

(I'm glad my husband doesn't know)

And I'm thinking when I waken, how much time of mine he's taken

But perhaps I've been mistaken that he's breaking up my mind

Quite perpetually aware he

Stole my heart from me, how dare he?

It's my thoughts of course that scare me

While I take the notion in

Neither demon, ghost or savior

Just the cause of my behavior

And I made him, so he'll stay here

Mea tulpa jet adore

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