An elaborate con 

Do you know what I think, Lovely?

I think you should take no mind

Mercy

Seems to not be spared on your awful frame

Kick them in the bell sack

Mend

no feelings

As they’ve all done time & time again

Be aware

respectful

Sad and pretty

Feign

coy and soothing

Look after yourself

there is no loyalty

There is no strategy

there is no time or team that will not undo you

Perhaps gain and give trust as it comes.

But whether or not to be deceitful,

That I do not know.