she grabs my hand and says, look at me, i love you. br yet, i dont believe it.she yells and screams, its not br love you wont, its sex, sorta like the nith inning. br she starts to laugh at the man next to her, theres br a mastake here and im it, do you remember are br song, you know the one where we both hold each br other close, then we make love.do you think of me br when your cheating with her, or am i just a foot note. br and the pointing of the door.she packs her stuff br and leaves a note, your dog with out a bone and br in the future you better watch..........