Backstabber

Kazmarov

For a Free Scotland
#1
She's cold like ice and slick like water
Loose jeans and tight tops
Her eyes on you
Their eyes on her
Dark dance floor, half past late
On the prowl
Prey tonight

Coy and cute
You're all hers
She's not all yours
Two-faced
Secret smiles to your friends

Stark room
Jagged shadows above the bed
Callous note
Lingering perfume

She's a backstabber