let him live with it

girl, don't tell him
of the things you did
he might beg in his sleep
but never admit

let him think the worst, thinking
there must be a twist
wishing he could tie
a chain 'round your wrist

let him lie awake,
struggling with fantasies
wondering if the truth
gets as bad as this

girl, don't tell him
of the things you did
just let him go mad
he'll learn to live with it