Saturday, June 28, 2008
blinded
the way you stare at him
so deep into his eyes
as if there's gold in them
brings tears to my eyes
you caress his face
hold his hand close to your heart
hoping that he feels the pounding
the affection that he never should deserve
he always says the perfect things
only the things that you'd like to acknowledge
unfazed by the pretentious nature of his rosy speech
you fall right into his trap
but all he wants is the pride of owning you
parading you as one of his many trophies
see, things are a lil bit different on my side
loving you is all i ever want...
so deep into his eyes
as if there's gold in them
brings tears to my eyes
you caress his face
hold his hand close to your heart
hoping that he feels the pounding
the affection that he never should deserve
he always says the perfect things
only the things that you'd like to acknowledge
unfazed by the pretentious nature of his rosy speech
you fall right into his trap
but all he wants is the pride of owning you
parading you as one of his many trophies
see, things are a lil bit different on my side
loving you is all i ever want...