Strictly strategically selling your soul
For the max of an ignoble scrap of gold
Telling the lies they all once told
Never would I sell my indispensable soul
For such a wretched and odious morsel of gold
Strictly strategically telling me lies you cover with the sloppiest disguise
Strumpets indulging in all that’s mine
The mind says “no” and the heart says “fine”
Even with a solitary heart it’s sometimes difficult to think smart
Strictly strategically losing my trust
For the end to come I’d say it must
While trying to fool a force with a shove
You are strictly strategically losing my love