A beautiful young woman 

Keeping me guessing to her game 

Time, you think would have laid an axe between this potential romance 

Only the strings are still being pulled 

Tangled in her white lies

I set a blaze to the ties

Only.........?

She is still set to attend my party 

Busy with guests around the fire

I was unaware of her arrival 

Going in for some hot cider

Upon the light through the kitchen window did break

It was her

With her beautiful smile upon her beautiful face

There she was standing in my kitchen 

I gave her a casual hello and little attention 

Constantly catching her gaze

As I converse with other women 

It's time to turn the tides

It's time to wash the white from her lies