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Sterling


You're lucky to have that look in your eyes
The one that makes a girl's heart both beat and break
Because I'm usually out the door by now
But that's when I'm with the others
It's me and Joe Nobody vs. the World
With nothing but love to keep us together and nothing but spite to tear us apart
The old rules don't apply here

Once you were almost a golden god to me
Exalted
"He who must be worshipped and obeyed"
But in this light
You're much more like a spoiled child at Christmas
Unwrapping each new gift and playing to your heart's content
Until the newness wears away
And yet another discarded addition is made to your ever-growing toybox

Oh, you just wouldn't believe the dance I do for you
The number of forced smiles
Or nervous laughs
And all the things I vowed I'd never say or do
That I lay at your feet
And the brand-new person I act like when I'm around you
Because you've tricked me into thinking that you better me

With all your lies and schemes
There's just one truth that I can't seem to escape from:
I can't get enough of you
I'm hopelessly captivated
Every moment of neglect
Every memory of adoration
They all become another good, swift kick in the teeth
And I fear I'm becoming increasingly addicted to the taste of blood in my mouth
And running for your cool water to wash it down

You really are lucky to have that look in your eyes
Because the only power stronger than your ability to cause me pain
Is your ability to heal it with just one look

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