Identity Theft

[couchgrouch]

Identity TheftI was outta town one day,on business in Sante Fewhen I acted like someone I'm notI stayed loyal where I was known,but I went wild away from homeand woke up with some cowgirl in my cotat first I wasn't sure where I wasbut when I saw I'd betrayed my loveI told myself I was a victim ofidentity theftit took who I used to benow I've nothing leftI'm not really who you seecan't you tell, I'm just a shellsome fool stole the restmy smile's out of place, this is a caseof identity theftI couldn't fight how I felt,my face was a mask of guiltrings on my eyes...rings on the barI missed work all the time,and all that whiskey and winewas rusting my platinum cardmy wife knew something was wrongmy phony act didn't fool her for longso I just told her and blamed it onidentity theftit took who I used to benow I've nothing leftI'm not really who you seecan't you tell, I'm just a shellsome fool stole the restmy smile's out of place, this is a caseof identity theftshe hated the man I becamethough when she left she gave back my namewithout her sweet face I'm not the sameidentity theftit took who I used to benow I've nothing leftI'm not really who you seecan't you tell, I'm just a shellsome fool stole the restmy smile's out of place, this is a caseof identity theft(c)2004 Robert George