i almost find it cute
the way her naivety allows her to believe you're in love
but she'll know soon enough that you're just really good with words

you can trap girls like flies in your massive web of lies
but they'll soon become wise,

and then what?

you'll just throw another one away like yesterday's trash
and walk away
with a smug grin on your face
whistling a song to the beat of your footsteps
and pretending like there is nothing left behind in your dusty tracks