In the suburbs I
Have a lover he
Drives a family car
With two booster seats
His wife she bakes
For the PTA
Cheers on their kids
At every game
And I
Justify
What I do is right
Text this guy
Late at night
He won’t reply
Laying next
To his wife
Thinking of me
In my bathroom he
Keeps his toiletries
Never has to knock
Cause he has a key
We sip red wine
Recite poetry
I sing to him
And then he leaves
And I
Justify
What I do is right
Text this guy
Late at night
He won’t reply
Laying next
To his wife
Thinking of me
And I wonder
Is he thinking of me
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