The Adultress

I'm the adultress But i didn't want to be and i'm convenient And i make good tea I stand accused Of the worst crime in history That's my mystery I'm the adultress I go to the park With a bag of crumbs for the birds That's where we meet without words He takes my hand And stares into the wood There's nothing to understand It's understood I'm the adultress Look at the fool Made up to go out She's desperate and lonely But she's puttin' it about Look at the spinster Comin' down off the shelf She's in love and she hates herself Don't try to stop me Don't get in my way It's too late I've made my play Does misery love company I'll be in the bar You'll find me --- The Adultress - Pretenders