You think you're such a charmer. Winning over every girl who is silly enough to look you in the eyes. Not me, good sir. Your alluring kindness may be utterly dreamy for most, I can see why. You are too easily loved and too quickly gone. Good sir, you are accepting and manage to wheedle your way past every wall, You are a credit to the male species, But, good sir, I am not falling for your charm, Not this time.