Little Black Book

I don't have to look
In the little black book
All it contains is a list of names
Of fools who believe his lies

Won't they be surprised
When the truth they surmise
All of his claims, the woman he blames
The crocodile tears that he cries

The violence he did
To his wife and his kids
All of those names, they're all the same
Can't see through the monster's disguise

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