Compositor: The Woodsmen
i think about my feelings but my feelings are neutral
try to hold my thoughts but my thoughts are virtual
love me for myself, but wait- love is so personal
try to be real but im so commercial
her shoes are antique and the height is criminal
caught my left eye so i figured its concieveable
thinkin about your legs and the thinking is delectable-
all laid out on a new leater sectional!
shes ever so kind and she treasures my heart
she says im not as pretty as i am in the dark
lord only knows why we havent yet done it,
but it will come or we will become it