How love hurts me I reel at slap of wrist
I sense a sort of pardon dealt I dread
The patronage is pure you pin the gist
On me and mine a lot of light is shed
A simple soul Im framed Im rightly read
I wish I somehow understood you back
You self efface in banter widely spread
Youre self aware and warm youve got the knack
I wish I faltered jealous jibe I lack
Youve messed up me I shouldve cut to size
The mirror shows to me thing minus crack
You cloak in charm escape the charge of lies
Theyre never nasty lies theyre fuzzy fibs
I weep ecstatic my tears wet the squibs
Chorus fibs stretches twists
