The Adultress

I'm the adulteress

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 adulteress

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 adulteress

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