I'll lie to you my sweet
right just the way you want me to
syrupy promises of eternal love
of flowers blooming and cooing doves
your electric soft skin will not excite me
when you brush my arm not so accidently
swear by truth in all I will say
I'll mislead you about my aim intently
not look at other women when you're there
in my mind i've stripped them bare
its a game we play you and i
perfection, deception and such feeling, flair
when after all we've both had our way
you can pretend my love was a deception tall
your heart's broken to bits you'll say
right then, another guy on the phone you'll call
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