Perfume

Is she like perfume?
The questions you refuse.
You don’t feel the way
 this is gone away.
I’d think why you betray
I can’t force you to stay.
I saw her picture in your posts
The pretty face you like the most.

Putting her first
In the middle you see
But to me you aren’t the host.
I’ve never seen her
But I know she goes no better.
Ain’t got time for revenge
Do you ever think of this?
Now I got nothing to defend.

Just so you know
Hypocrites never win.
But I could feel her perfume,
Not as rich as mine.