She treats you like a king crown so royal
Behind your back she sings of something disloyal
You met her before in the pretty black dress
Something full of promise but it's something less
She says you're the best whether friend or man
Undermining you every turn the best that she can
Yet you feed her clothe her and pay her bills
Not realizing the look is a look that kills
You won't believe when they say she's bad
You'll exclaim no that's the best that I've had
While doing that she'll sell you out the highest bidder
You'll find yourself angry sometimes bitter
But you pay her with hope that the theory is wrong
Though you've known the truth all along
A stepping stone a prop is all you are
Cold as ice that'll get her very far
At the end of the night we'll get her identity
She strikes full force with heavy propensity
Betrayal is her name we've seen her face
A reminder that your time with her is full of disgrace
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