Too good to be; too good for me
My heart skips a beat beneath your feat
Chlorine, you're in my dreams
I'm standing still; Still passing time
Forsaking words for cross-room contact with her eyes
And watching someone smarter make her smile
I'm addressing you to undress the truth
It's outlines in rhyme; hidden in plain sight
Chlorine, catastrophe!
You stole my heart, but I don't want it back
It's yours until the start of the second act
Nicotine and silver screens be damned!
The starving artist draws the winning hand
It outlines every little thing that I did wrong
The list goes on and on like your favorite song