Cringing

May the ceilings made of violins come crashing upon your head

As he kneels down by your side whispering

You should have listened to me the first time I said

It's dangerous to leave a lone girl quivering

I trusted some small part of your dullness

Although I was never really sure you tried

You're so hormonal, don't you get tired of this mess?

Stars become laughing smiles in the life of the night

Pucker up those juicy lips made of sour candy

Tell me how much you want me over and over

That I'll be more than just some babe who's handy

I'll be a step up, a five-leaved clover

If a rat decides to lick your ear, I won't stop him

I'll wait til you figure everything out around your own

Who's to say what is righteous and a grateful sin?

You wouldn't know the first thing about being alone

Shackles mounted to the walls, ready for you

Calling your nerves closer and closer by the inch

Spiked tongue on your face full of beastly crude

I swear, boy, you make me cringe

Love always,

Chayle