Her Any Other Way
She's a jaded gem
With sad eyes
She's jagged at the edges
And she lies
Angels face
Gold hair
He soaks her up
Breathes in her air
Sugar sweet
But sour underneath
The pretty
She's running from something
Her worst fear
Is herself
And he wouldn't have her
Any other way
She's soft spoken
Doesn't say much
And she heals
With just one touch
She's too much
But somehow
Still never enough
She laughs
At her own jokes
And when she gets angry
It's like a hurricane
But still
It doesn't seem to matter
Or make a difference
She's rotten
To the core
And yet
He wants more
Just when he leaves
And he wouldn't have her
Any other way
She's got a mean streak
Buried deep
Under the pretty
She's wicked
And swears
Like a sailor
She's a spitfire
And cries herself to sleep
Some nights
And he doesn't know why
After all these years
He doesn't know why
She cries
Or why
She's still a mystery to him
A maze
He can't get out of
A book
He'll never finish
But still
He wouldn't have her
Any other way
She's green
When she's mean
But when she smiles
It's like the sun
Is melting down on him
She sends him
To his knees
With just one kiss
One touch
Pure bliss
She's a straight shot
Of whiskey
Drunk on her
Then and now
What a beautiful disaster
And somehow
He still
Wouldn't have her
Any other way
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