Drinks With The Enemy

I'm having drinks with the enemy,
But she's truly not aware.
That every word that drips from her mouth...
Means the less and less I care.
I can't see how she can do it.
Play so nice up to my face.
When I know such mouth has hosted words,
That have spouted lies to cause my disgrace.
She doesn't know that I know such things.
And I've kept them a secret too.
Letting her build up a foundation,
Of bad things that I 'must' do.
So I'll sit here and have drinks,
Let her think she's winning her plan.
Whilst she thinks I'm still her friend,
And that I have my head stuck in the sand.
But it'll make my revenge sweeter,
Knowing I got the best that I could have.
Playing a waiting game,
Leading her up her doomed path.

©Odd