I use to be a victim
In a game I could never defeat
But I've been roughed and toughed enough
And now I'll become the queen of chess
Prepare for distress because I'm going to make a mess
It's time to be strong and to do wrong
To the hearts of others
We are like brothers
Cause it's happened to the heart that is my own
I wanna hear the moan
Of a smitten lover
Listen to the tone and let me loan you my temporary affection
I'll show you the direction to desire
Im for hire but I could also be a lier
I possess all the aces
But I see all the faces
Of the ones I hurt
Throw me in the dirt
For I am no better
Than that one boy in the blue sweater
Who ripped apart my crucial organ that beats from my chest
And laid it down to rest in pieces
Feel my deepened creases
Smooth them out
Being like him eases my doubt
About loving someone
How it's only about fun
And then you should be done
Don't waste time investing emotion
Just keep on swimming through your blissful ocean
Kissing a few fish along the way
But if I do find that rare catch one day
I just might stay.
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