Hands to yourself,
What if you break it?
You couldn't fix it,
So leave it alone.
Think you know better?
You don't.
Think you'll heed my warning?
You won't.
Eyes on the prize,
But the claw,
Always opens too soon.
Fumbling over the chances,
That you can be with her.
Naive in every sense,
Keep walking on,
Prepare to be captured,
Even if you are her,
Favorite pawn.