Gold. Red. Diamonds on velvet. You showered the entire Bond Street Onto my neck. "You look gorgeous" Oh who doesn't in a million dollar dress? You truly knew the way to my heart: You bought yourself a shortcut Into a girl whose insecurities about money ran larger, larger than life. Larger than her dark almond eyes.
But you were different. Oh you. You had six off-shore accounts, and a Swiss trust fund. I was so scared of losing it all, so you gave me what a girl could ever want.
Guess how many pairs of Louboutins I own? As much as it could be carried in a Mulsanne. It's how it is,I braced it now. I love you, as long as the little black dress is not lost.