you lied, I said, you lied to me I have dressed myself to look pretty who do you think it's for? why, for me, of course, he said his eyes searched elsewhere for beauty Franz, my one and only Franz, am I the one and only Clarissa for you? I asked you waited tick tock tick tock yes, yes you are! you said the golden sun ripped through the blinds you let out a sigh, a very sad one and we spent the rest of the day staring at each other not knowing what to say not knowing where to start forgetting how to kiss and make up must we, in this wave of falseness, lay?