Leave her in the mornin'

Made promises like the president,
you call me out to defend against,
my faulty claims.
Wish you would remain,
with me at our residence,
instead its yours and I am kicked,
out to the curbs,
just for some empty words.
But who are you to prosecute,
am I really so guilty?
Or were you hurried to substitute,
your methods are filthy.
& he is too good for you,
should give him fair warning,
"use her like a prostitute,
then leave her in the morning."