The Answer Is No

I love you,
But the question is do you?
You come home late,
Saying you were out to celebrate.
Celebrate what I would ask,
You'd just answer:A special task.
I'd believe you because back then I was innocent,
And didn't know what a party meant.
It meant someone cheated, some got drunk, someone lied,
It means to stop themselves they didn't try.
Then you started to come home calm,
But I saw lipstick on your neck, your shirt, your palm.
You said you had taken up a job and got a bit messy,
I believed you but saw your new tattoo:For you Jesse.
My name isn't Jesse and I knew something was wrong,
This had gone on just far too long.
So I said I love you, but the questions is do you?
And you answered.......No
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