Her Attitude

The way she spoke elegant indeed, Spears of truth too hard to believe, Then words of hers won't be melting, Too blinded I was to see. Spears of truth too hard to believe, Her teeth bright like my heart's star, Too blinded I was to see, Fake sympathy she was covered in. Her teeth bright like my heart's star, If only I knew my heart had no star, Fake sympathy she was covered in, I would have learnt to walk alone, If only I knew my heart had no star, Then words of hers won't be melting, I would have learnt to walk alone, The way she spoke elegant indeed.