Every Girl
The dirty looks
Sticking to the books
When all you do is twist
Every truth there is
You own this town
And there's no good reason
You think I'm just made of flowers
And your chest is like two towers
Like you're some Aphrodite
But you're a little too flighty
To be much of anything
Other than a fling
other than a pain
Where I can't say
Honey they might worship you here
But where I come from...
Every girl's gotta be
A sweet strawberry
Gonna get married
So funny it's Scary
I'll do it if you dare me
Saying it honestly
Smile when you hurt me
But you're not anything
But a fling
But a pain
Where I can't say
Copyright © Joy Bohland | Year Posted 2015
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