Little pretty lies lie upon her lips
Looking closely with those big doe eyes
Excentuating the swing of her hips
Hear the ping of the tip
As the arrow hits my metal exterior
Immune to your love
Motives ulterior you gorgeous little shit
Spit on my grave as you claim
I've done you wrong, no shame in lying
Pretty little liar
Pull out my tongue
With your pair of leg pliers
Higher than Georgia pines you rise
Like a phoenix from ashes
Bat your eye lashes, each wink
Forty lashes mine minx
Heart sinks down the sink
Spiraling but I won't think
Twice as I wave goodbye
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