anticipation is like a tattoo..
you know it's gonna sting at first, but then the surface goes numb.. Spike, you are now free to do your magic..
and that's me..
been walking alone for a while,but she makes me want to get a table for two..
but how do i tell her, she is the lady i'd like to get some tapas and a bottle of rioja with?
or maybe i should take her to get some fish with something light,and fruity?
she gonna last if she wants to skip elegance with a burger and some new castles..
what if she wants to go chill right after work, and just walk, maybe get some ice cream,or a cup of coffee..
wait for her train,sharing a pair of broken headphones..oh, now forever that'll be our song...
a crush...
yeah, you a big dog..
but, how fresh do you feel right now?
ain't that puppy breath you got fogging up your mirror on the wake up?
you gon look good for her today,ain't cha homie?
sun shining brighter?
you just can't seem to wipe that stupid ass grin off your face...
and you could give a fuck,like a hooker on her day off..
But you haven't said a word yet,those good times are all in your head...
like you're trying to get up the nerve to sock a bully..
deep puffs..deep puffs..deep puffs...
whatever that means to you...
ahhhhhhh!!!!
at it like a rabbit...
but i'm so cool...
proud of myself,cause i'm so cool..
and even though in reality i'm not that cool...
and yet she's digging how cool i think i'm being...
and yet i'm mr obvious toward the end of happy hour...
but i'm straightfaced...
not swindling, and that's why her defense mechanisms are dwindling....
Cause these butterflies in my belly can't be lying...
do belly bugs even have the capacity to lie?
so i'm not scared of her....
like she's holding a gun to my heart, swearing she'll do it if i don't back up...
i'm a reincarnated,puppyfaced,str8faced,eyes wide shut,eyes wide open,hopeless romantic,reckless warrior....
whatever she can do with that is hers...
it always goes right back to the sandbox...
when it comes to a crush...
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