Me and Mrs. Jones

There's nothing to be said
She said
Lying in a daytime bed
Past bored betrayal
Lost: The eroticism of duplicity

"Me and Mrs. Jones" used to be our song
"We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong..."

But we stopped singing along
Long ago
We never made it to the intimacy
Of finishing each others' sentences

Now our lies
Are just well-practiced alibis

Without the conversation of deceit
There's nothing to be said