Pretty Girls Never Fight Fair

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Pretty girls never fight fair
When it comes to matters of the heart
So quick to bat those lashes
That’s when I start spiraling apart
I get fidgety & anxious
Unraveling before their doll-faced eyes
A stuttering, blubbering mess
Quick to pass on, without noticing my demise

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Cliché Rants About Lost Love & Heartache

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Cliché rants about lost love & heartache
Haven’t shaved in over a week
Thinking in short stutters
I see no end to this pathetic streak
I’m thinking about a bottle
But it’s over before I finish the thought
My eyes drift out west to the coast
A lovely home in California is still sought

Can You Tell How I Feel About You

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Can you tell how I feel about you
These sex rhymes infecting my brain
I can’t focus on anything else, Lady
I admit I objectify you with all that remains
Your beauty confuses my neurons
It doesn’t help when you begin to wink
I begin to stutter, my words useless
I blush; no longer any hope to think