With all of her ducks neatly set in a row
Victoria\'s secret\'s beginning to show
Lingerie pics were sent to the one in the know
She was up for a sordid affair
Timothy heard her cry reaching out for her hand
Promising he would satisfy every demand
Falling head over heels he\'s in no rush to land
Soaking up all fun of the fair
Passion flows to the surface whenever they speak
Close enough to connect in a way that\'s unique
So the next guy will get the same spiel with a tweak
Femininity\'s mystical flair
She retreats to the safety of comfortable hell
Never able to show all the wonders she\'d tell
Missing out on the touch on the taste on the smell
On the truth she regards as a dare
No one wins when the dark forces retake control
All he touched was the darkest recess of her soul
For a brief moment both halves had felt like one whole
Vic n tim circling in a square