You stepped right in
With your delusive grin
And your shallow charm
Just didn't set off my alarm
Your eyes of green
Look so lovingly
But your tongue of death
Emits no words of tenderness
You made me dream of lazy days in the park
So I'm not dressed for digging graves in the dark
It's quite okay
It's quite bizarre
You look much sweeter than you really are
All those words you said
Are stuck inside my head, like
A shoe in mud, or
A piece of grain between my teeth
I just want you
And you just want me
To take offence
To your reckless comic sense
Why does it always end up in some tiring farce?
There should be warning signs on girls with tainted hearts
It's quite absurd
It's quite bizarre
You look much sweeter than you really are
You're quite diffused
It's quite bizarre
Still I think you're sweeter than you really are
