Why take my time
Why play soft and sweet
You have someone to call love
Yet you eat and repeat

Leavin me alone in time that’s tough
She got me beat
Feeling as though I could never be enough
But I had just not been availble 
And she had been cheap
This three legged love got me feeling unstable
As I know how I can make the inner child of you feel

But time is too precious and she’s almost here
For my eyes to watch as your gaze softens towards the shake of her intolerant heels
Now to no avail can I fall in deeper than a minute sleep

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