Friday, 14 May 2010

Mind Reader

I see you standing there,
Across the floor,
It looks an innocent scene,
But I can see more.
Your arm’s around your girl,
And boy she’s a catch,
But I know it’s not right,
That’s not a perfect match.
You see me,
Across the floor,
You’re with your girl,
But you want more.
Watching you,
I’m feeling like a mind reader,
‘Cause I know what you’re thinking,
You don’t really need her.
You’re playing twisted games,
No one else can see,
You’re with your girl,
But you wish your girl was me.
It’s your hopeless dream,
That we’ll be together,
You won’t listen,
When I say never.
Your poor girl,
She wouldn’t believe,
For a chance with me,
You’d definitely leave.
What you’re doing,
Is sick, twisted, wrong,
Your arm around your girl,
Your mind on me all along.

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