I’ve got a little problem.
Somehow I have taken on an alter ego.
Let’s just call her Ms. Evil.
Ms. Evil doesn’t care about anyone’s feelings.
She would just as soon be alone as be your girl.
Sex you down, with no need for convo.
Save your chit chat for someone who cares.
No need for feelings at all.
In fact her only joy in life is breaking down men.
Until they cower and whimper in the nearest corner.
Like small children hiding from the boogeyman.
Let me stop playing before y’all think I’m serious.
The truth is I have become something of an evil villain when it comes to love.
By day corny sweetheart.
Looking for love and my future partner in crime.
All hugs, kisses and good vibes.
“Let’s take it slow and get to know each other.”
Staring at him through the lenses of my rose-colored tortoise frame glasses.
But then Ms. Evil steps up and bam.
I’m licking my lips and whispering his name.
Driving him crazy.
Simply because I can.
Having him calling me talking about,
“I think you’re using me.”
All in love.
And performing a myriad of chivalrous acts.
He never stood a chance.
You can’t leave this or quit this.
Did you really think you stood a chance against,
Ms. Evil, destroyer of men.
*Listen to this: Cold by Maxwell
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The Kids of Widney High are a group of students from Widney High School, a special ed. high school in Los Angeles, who write and perform original songs.
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