Adultery

This is a tale of a boy of a man

Of a girl of a wife

For putting your hands into trousers and knickers

Can destroy a life

Tension grows the signs of cavorting

Still cling to his clothes

Tension mounts he tells her that

Platonic love never counts

Adultery

Adultery

In every kitchen there's people who listen

Through cracks in the wall

So she plays the fly as he lets in his love

Through a sullied back door

She screams no

Her eyes are transparently starting to glow

He shouts yes

And figures that it's a good time to confess

To adultery

Adultery

Tears in the morning

Adultery

No sense of warning

Adultery

He never said he loved her that much

She didn't act like she cared at all for conversation

So when you're living without being touched

There's no surprise that there will be deviation

Everything's ending there's no use pretending

Our couple are fine

Her love is expiring while he sits perspiring

Just playing out time

Tension builds

Just think of the children he wills as she spills

Tears from eyes

So tired and blinded by subtext and lies

It's adultery

Adultery

Tears in the morning

Adultery