You thought you had me in your pocket,

But I never could be bought;

I avoided traps you set out;

Too many have been caught.

Be it love or be it money,

It's the bait you must resist;

Be it milk or be it honey,

This is one boy, you have missed.

You knew if you could win me over,

I would always see your side;

Any argument against you,

I'd never let it ride.

I defended with devotion;

I believed what you had said,

But you dealt without emotion;

Something happened in your head.