Your Promise
Poised and ready to strike like a snake
Your hand whips above my face
Shh, baby, I didn't mean to hit you
I promise
Flashing eyes like a bull, ready to charge
Disdain peels your lips from your teeth
Never talk about him again and I'll forgive you
I promise
Cold and unwelcome like a snow in April
Your fingers creep into my wasitband
It's all just for fun, baby, come on
I promise
Laughter calculated like heartless math
Embraced as one of the boys at my expense
A piece of shit; I would never date her
I'm just kidding, baby, you know I love you
I promise
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