Sugar

Ideals
Tightrope
Am I pretty up here?
Peer up my skirt
See what you want
As you always do
You’ll always see what you want,
In me,
Until I’m splat on the ground,
Then you’ll have to see
The real me.
Watch for the flip now
Acrobatics,
Poised grammatics
The rain in Spain, baby
And here we are
Grasping at straws.
Payment for passion
Enterprise with an expiration date
I know you’re dying to wipe-
No, smash – the slate
But you’re stuck in a bad play
Convinced it’s too late.
Throwing diamonds at an empty love
Your heart’s a piece of coal
That no one took the time to hold
I’m sorry I can’t be the one
Pass you like a hitchhiker
Someone will come along, babe
Someone will come along.

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