The days of winter are ending
and the weeks go by like a train.
Still, the bell is without your voice
and you're driving me insane.
I fear the reason has to do
with the voice you'd hear on the other line.
I know I'm different than the other girls
but baby, isn't that what you're in the market to buy?
Give me a chance to show you
that I'm worth the extra work.
I'm sweet and funny and I snuggle well too.
Give me a chance baby;
I'll be such a good girl!
I'll feel so safe in your arms
while I should be wary of such a precarious thrill.
I will fall for every promise
that lands prematurely on my cheek
and every empty word
that bounces off my hungry teeth.
I will give you my purple heart
and let you bruise and brown a spot
and tread upon it with your feet.
I'll kiss you before I should
and I'll give you more space than you need!
I will tangle my fingers in yours
and myself in your web of deceit.
Please break my heart...
I'll hold you not to blame.
Give me a chance
to make you love me.
Use me as a pawn
in your manly game.
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