Hoh woh hoh, hoo hoo. . When I was a child, the story would say. Somebody will sweep you off your feet some day. That's what I hoped would happen with you.
I'd rather be punched in the face. Be sprayed with some mace. Than be head over heels. I'd rather be hit by a truck. Then be totally fucked. I know you know how it feels.
You don't know that I know. You watch me every night. And I just can't resist the urge. To stand here in the light. Your greedy eyes upon me. And then I come undone.
When I was a child the story would say. Somebody would sweep you off your feet someday. That's what I hoped would happen with you. More than you could know.