Other Woman
The lies I told you
For I well knew
Despite the things you spoke
I was always one in a few
I should've never loved you
When I knew I'll never be loved back
Then why is it my decision
To bear the qualities I lack?
Blessed are those who get a piece of you
But when I try to do so
It always ends with a cry and woe
Then why should I even try
To be your shaman
For I'll always be
Your other woman
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