The Adultress

The Pretenders

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