The Wanderers and Their Shadows

Oh no, it's not love
Unless we're both in it, darling
And though you're alone tonight
I can't be the person to always fill your void when he's gone
We both know it's temporary
So trade your deceitful guilt for the convenience in words that Wilde uttered,
"Those who are
Faithless know the...
Pleasures of love;
It is the faithful that know love's tragedies"

It was a cold summer night
When we first traded playful glances
And with our drinks in hand
All our inhibitions slipped right off us
And we fucked all night long
While our adulterous shadows
Defiled the purity of your bedroom walls

After the fervor of the night
With the thrill your body incites
I feel indifferent at your sight
Our shadows gone in morning light

Darling, I can't be the one to
Always fill your void when he's not around
I know it's not fair
But darling, I will never love you the way you need me to
No, I will never love you
So please just go