Ballad of a Tinder Boy, by Shelbey Leco

I met a man on Tinder who gave me a fake name. He told me that he loved me, and I was his one and only dame. He brought me to the Louisiana swamps where we drank satsuma wine and bubbly champagne. Every sip he took, the story of his life became more sad with pain.

Something about him trapped me in some vicious voudou spell.
I swear it was the enchanted forest, that alligator’s watchful eye, because that man there was straight from the deepest depths of Satan’s hell.

I traveled to the ends of the earth with him, and left my family behind.
But that man there beat me black and blue until my eyes went blind.
His words broke me down, into someone I didn’t recognize.
I’m sorry this ballad just intensifies.
He never loved me, just used me.
He took the dog, but at least I’m free.

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