Wine stained lips and soft fingertips You can trace it over my heart shaped hips You like my red tights And I like your tired eyes But you hate the way I lie And I hate the way you sigh You're just another simple man And I'm too dangerous to kiss Yet here you stand So I'll be the girl That you think of in your 40s Reminiscing of what could've been If your wife weren't so boring You'll start to miss me when it's too late Looking for me in every girl you date You'll never see me again Isn't that poetic Isn't it so revenge? I'm scared of being too mean In a way that pollutes me In a way he could see And I don't like how i'm not even real Always the concept girl An ideal Always fun for the moment Not the real deal So I'll be the girl That you think of in your 40s Reminiscing of what could've been If your wife weren't so boring You'll start to miss me when it's too late Looking for me in every girl you date You'll never see me again Isn't that poetic Isn't it so revenge? Lie to yourself Pretend you're doing well without me (without me) But when you lie in bed and it's just you Are you scared of seeing me again?(are you seeing me again) You know the outlines of my body like your favorite map Always craving what you can't have But I guess in that you're all the same But I'll be the girl That you think of in your 40s Reminiscing of what could've been If your wife weren't so boring You'll start to miss me when it's too late Looking for me in every girl you date You'll never see me again Isn't that poetic Isn't it so revenge? I'll be the girl That you think of in your 40s Reminiscing of what could've been If your wife weren't so boring You'll start to miss me when it's too late Looking for me in every girl you date You'll never see me again Isn't that poetic Isn't it so revenge?