L is for the way you look at me,
but O comes next and it's over my head in every way I can twist it,
very very convenient,
these excuses that keep knocking down my door.
Your eyes must be lying, that starts with L too
and by the time I'm through you won't remember what it was like before.
When you had a say and gave a damn,
didn't brake for mad men holding signs,
begging for spare change,
precious time,
press rewind,
and give some sympathy.
I'll be even more than anyone that you've adored.
I'll promise it if you stay, cuz L is for the way
you LOOK at me.
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