Schemer

He thinks I love him
He thinks I'd do anything for him
But he's wrong
I just like to watch him
Knowing one day
I'll take his heart
And rip it from his chest
Maybe literally
Maybe not

I bring him coffee
I watch him work
I pretend to be naive
But I'm only faking
Oh, dear Sherlock
How I enjoy your ignorance
How I enjoy my little game

You should have seen something
When I watched you beat
The corpse of a man I knew well
Then shrugged it off with a joke
He was nice
Too nice
How do you think he died?
Natural causes?
In a manner of speaking...

I the player,
You the pawn
Even Jim's just a toy
Just a portion of my scheme
Who do you think
Told him all about you?
Not John's blog
Though that helped a bit
It was me
Molly Hooper

If you think Jim'll burn you
Just wait until you see
What I can do