What easy lies do you tell me now,
While emotion is clouding my mind
And any words that you would profess
Seem as from an oracle divine?

And how much of you can I believe
While love’s naïve idealism blinds
When you profess your undying love
As our bodies now lie intertwined?

Will you leave me when the night is through,
Having found what you had sought and more,
Content to have used me willingly
Since you’re the one person I adore?