It's funny how you love her...That you kiss her cheeks And whisper sugar coated lies into her hairFunny... how you secure her In your able bodied strengthIt's funny, how you look at her Dancing eyes that twinkle within the sunlight Appraising your property with the finest glance Funny...how you look through her And stare at the next bargain that strolls your wayIt's funny how you touch her...Like precious gold that glitters With all the falseness Of the fools that sift for it Funny, how you graze her skin with fickle fingertips That grasp for some form of truth Funny, how you loved herWith the tainted lips and evaluating eyes Funny how you stroke her flesh With the same gripping fingertips It's funny, that I was her...
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