You don't really understand
My love, my feelings and my passion.
You've never loved a single man.
Not that I needed your confession.

To you I'm just another scalp,
To you I'm just another trophy,
To bring man down to his knees
It's like to drink a cup of coffee.

I see it all. And understand.
With pain, with bitterness, with sorrow,
But nothing changes where I stand.
I'll still be loving you tomorrow.