She Knows More Than She Lets On

[couchgrouch]

She Knows More Than She Lets OnTheir house stood high on a hillside,that road was a long, twisting ridelike a serpent stretched out seven mileswith a pen light in their dark garage,she slipped out from under their Dodgewearing kitchen gloves and a crooked smilehe used to laugh at her long and hardcos she seemed lost when it came to carsbut she knows more than she lets onand planned the whole thing all alongthings a woman does when she's done wrongshe knows more than she lets onthat day when he kissed her goodbye,like usual she didn't ask whyhe was soaking in designer cologneshe poured a tall drink when he left,then looked out over the cliffas he took those curves all aloneand though she never said a word to himwhen his brakes died it occurred to himshe knows more than she lets onand planned the whole thing all alongthings a woman does when she's done wrongshe knows more than she lets onshe wept at his grave all dressed in blackbut that cop thought it was just an actbut he never found a thing on hershe still sips wine in the window and he's still sureshe knows more than she lets onand planned the whole thing all alongthings a woman does when she's done wrongshe knows more than she lets on(c)2004 Robert George