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