Poor little whore boy,
You sit there in your office,
Reviewing your files.
Looking for your next case.

"She looks likes she has
Potential. She may not be easy,
But i like a challenge."
You say to yourself in silence.

And its true, you do like
The thrill of unrequitted affection.
It pushes you thrive after
Her even more than before.

What is it about her that
Entices you so much ?Is it
Her purity and clean slate?
Her flower yet to be deflowered?

Yet that this little game you
Play, corrupting the innocent,
Will never make you truly
Happy. I can see in your eyes.

So go ahead little whore boy,
Go through girls like a box of tissues.
You think itll make you feel
Good? Well you are mistaken, boy.

Because when you find the
Girl of your dreams, youre going to
Fuck it up with your games.
Youve done it before and people

Dont change. Change boy,
change.Youll never find love through sex. And everything will catch
Up with you, it always has and will.

At the end of the day, youre
Just a lonely lawyer in your office.
Fighting a case youll never
Win. Poor little whore boy, indeed.