She told me that everyone before me has
lied to her and made her cry twice too
many times and that is the
reason why she finds it hard to trust men.
That most guys fill her head with a
bunch of lies just for a couple of good nights,
and I shouldn't be wasting my time with her.
I usually take heed to a cold shoulder
but it’s just something about her.
I told her you can’t waste time trying to get
to the one whose lips who tasted
the fountain of youth.
I skipped the whole lecture of telling her
I'm different because I know everyone
before me told her something similar if
not the exact same exact thing.
So I'll let my actions do the talking,
and right now I'm whispering but
give me some time and my actions will be
screaming at the top of their lungs.
And I don’t try to fill her heart with empty
promises because she lives by a strict motto
that says promises are a fool’s comfort.
Thus explains the tattoo of the word PROMISE on
her calf is shattered and scattered about.
She believes that promises are meant to be broken.
The guy before me showed her that more than too often.
She told me she's getting a tattoo tomorrow,
one with a cage across her chest where her
heart is with a lock around it.
I told her I'm getting one too,
with a key right in the same spot.
She said I'm crazy,
I said my actions maybe,
but not me.