Am i some perfect image or a gimmick?
constantly searching through lines for the limerick,
that takes good riddance and adds a few sentences,
until it deserves a title and subliminal messages,
i've been hurt extremely bad by her, but still
if she loved me again in a second i will,
cause i love her as much still, no recession,
why must we wate good time second guessin?
tried my best to not say what was on my mind,
until i know you do i can't rewind,
so i spoke of stupid things, and stared in your eyes,
cause i haven't found a better brown compared to your eyes,
if this was the las time ever, at Applebees,
i can at least be happy i got to see
the exact smile that has been stuck in my mind,
the only smile that makes me wish to rewind time.