why do you yawn whenever you lie?
why does your tone remind me to smile?
your teasing warms me to the bottom of my soul
it keeps me toasty while the rest of the loaf stays cold
not because they have no depth
but because i can't respect a lack of worth ethic
your eyes can lie, or my lips can be swayed
just remember the shifts where we both got paid.
something is happening, something beautiful and good
and i know you won't, but ... fuck, i wish you would.
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