Duty Not Desire

When my lips get kissed it's just from force of habit

For a long long time I've known what's going on

His pretending hasn't fooled me for a minute

And it's duty not desire that brings him home

My heart is a foot stool he uses and he only takes advantage of my love

The woman in me he abuses cause it's duty not desire that brings him home

Oh does he think I'm such a fool that I don't notice

The changes that have taken a place in him

Where once there was pession now there's coldness

And the love once burning bright now burns so dim

My heart is a foot stool he uses...

Yes it's duty not desire that brings him home