we all have that thought,
of the person we're not,
so socially taught,
to not leave what you caught.

but it all disappears,
when you build up the care,
as you look in their eyes,
and you feel all their fear.

so i'm holding my breath,
because time is a test,
and I'm used to the ruse,
losing face isnt new.

but if love was a lie,
then you could be true,
but knowing myself,
i could fall for you too.