Watch this you take breath away from my esophagus,
we're the planes on 9/11, there is no stoppin us,
you want the trust? then don't throw me under a bus,
wanna fuss? fine, i'll release all my hurt in one cuss,
Finally Understand Can't Know YOU,
locked away behind mental bars and bamboo,
i cut myself in the process of cuttin through,
fightin to let my feelings make their debut,
a back i love to rub, a country i'd love to go,
a smile i love to help, eyes that won't let me say no,
lips that make Jolie Jelly, body that would make Pitt moan,
skin complexion that makes God keep looking below,
you look so perfect that sometimes it hurts,
to watch you leave staring at the back of your shirt,
never should have left those batteries out, no way to alert,
that over thinking will leave you thinking it was just a flirt.