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02 August 2008 @ 11:52 pm
Meant to Be  
It's a trick, you see
To think that you and I might be meant to be
It's our chemistry playing tricks on us
Neither your nor I would have the guts
To toe the line and face each other
Throw spit and sand into the cuts
Until maybe we could both adjust
And trust one another

I would rather play the fool
And watch you lose your cool
Slip into a whirlpool of pretty phrases
And tasteless graces
Aching in the pressure to see me naked
Because you can't face it

See, you honey me up
And paint me ever shade of red and pink and purple
Suck in the stuff
That might make me think the less of you
It's just not true
That you and I might be meant to be