Her beautiful eyes may deceive you. I you take her kindness for granted she will no longer stand by your side. For those who betray her beware and notice her grin if not, watch closely die with a disputed tongue.

Cut the lies and the betrayal oh let there be war on sight. The last one standing will give the last fright. No one will ever save you. They will never stare you in the eye. She’ll tell you “nice play.” And of course she’ll smile and bat her eyes but as she’s long gone living her life you’re stuck in your little hole regretting the day you met her. Push comes to shove and you realized you’re not alone. And one day you’ll be free.