Dirty Little Whore

Your pretty little Whore.
I am angry at you for being taken in by her.
That pretty little Whore.

How did you not see that she would figure you out?
She told you what she knew you needed to hear.
You are a simple puzzle to piece together.

One drink, two, three then many more.
Drunk men are easy prey.
Easy for a Whore who reads men for a living.
Lovely little Whore.

She bound herself to you... a kind lonely man
You, craving affection and connection you gave up all sense.
Her, clever and skilled, young and knowing
Into her beautiful brown eyes you dove
Dove right into that pretty little Whore

Thousands you gave her... thousands she took...
But more than the money, a piece of your heart.
A hard lesson learned but one you deserved
For your blindness and stupidity, oh how you've paid

I knew it all along.
But how to tell you?
How to say, "My friend, you are being naive, she wants your money, not your love."
I'd have alienated you.
You'd have chosen her "friendship" over mine.
Her, that pretty dirty little Whore, over me.

And so you learned the hard way.
All by yourself.
And it is better this way.
You discovered her truths all on your own.

You'll ache, but you'll heal.
A pain you need to feel.

She used you and you let her.
She saw right through you and you didn't see it.
She used the tools she's honed for years... the tools of a pro.

Young and ambitious, beautiful and intelligent
A skilled liar, a heartless betrayer
Your pretty... pretty little Whore.