Thought I’d found a comrade, the Sister in Arms
A loyal blood brother with feminine charms
Thought we were the members of a lifetime pack
But she was a traitor, shooting in the back
She was always saying that we were the same
And then turned her back and forgot my name
Now she’s pretending that we’ve never met
Hanging with the people we were laughing at
Thought she was sincere, but her words were lies
I was so naive, fell for her disguise
Said she was a commie, but her shirt was black
Just another liar, stabbing in the back
Yes she was a liar, but so was I
My “I am your friend” was a fucking lie
Didn’t really care if she’s feeling fine
All I really wanted was her to be mine
Yes she was a traitor – I was even worse
Stabbed her in the back, trying to be hers
2013
Published in The Man in 2103