I watched you whisper secrets
To your lover by the door
I saw you there from my leather chair
While the devil beat his wife
The smoke was pungent in the bar
I could almost smell his pipe
And wondered like the child I was
What it takes to build a life
You took a call I couldn’t hear
From a friend I’d never know
Her baby was born, your pleasure bright
Cut your lover like a knif
As your lover pulled out his own phone
I saw him–Cupid in the rain
Wings wet, puffed cigarette
Shaking head, he took flight