All the girls
Dwarfing the world... with your grey hair...
You make me wanna wedge myself between the pages of Wilde.
Your compliments... took me so off,
that I forgot seconds later...
what words they were made of.
And I think you liked... playing teacher I...
think you liked it.
So how did we make you feel...
all the girls and I?
Like a second or second-hand?
As if we were the strings on your guitar...
all the girls... And I.
So I wander around these words...
in the conversations that needed an excuse to occur.
In the unveilings of my ignorance for fun
yea... sometimes you really bugged me.
But I think you liked playing friend I...
think you liked it.
So how did we make you feel...
all the girls and I...
Like a jacket and a cigarette...
As if we were the strings on your guitar...
all the girls... and I.
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