I'm so rehearsed
And she's a chorus I try to forget like a verse
She's duct tape over my mouth
And all I am is my words
There's a fine line between cured and cursed
She could pull the curtain over my eyes
And that would be it
A good magician never reveals their tricks
Except how turning off the lights is like turning on her hips
I should be playing it safe
But it feels like the edge of a cliff
I'm in the palm of her hand and she's at the foot of my bed
Her words don't mean a thing
The truth is what goes unsaid
Cause she's too cute for comfort
Every moment feels like a dare
When she speaks I hear sounds
Nodding my head as I stare
She could pull the curtain over my eyes
And that would be it
A good magician never reveals their tricks
Except how turning off the lights is like turning on her hips
I should be playing it safe
But it feels like the edge of a cliff
I'm more afraid not to shoot
Than I've ever been to miss
I wear my thoughts on my sleeve
And wear my heart on my wrist
What's the use setting the scene
When every plot has a twist
We throw the covers aside
And we tear apart the script
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