She talks the talk
Walks the walk
Rocks out the Ages
in stilettos
Grinding the tougher
side of life
beneath her heel
She sings the chorus
in perfect falsetto
Unguardedly stripped naked
that only an open eye
could see
She's not made for everyone
but she's perfect
for me
I call her an Angel
but most would just pretend
she's just someone
"You know"
you only ever caught
her act,
I've seen the show!
but to me, she,
lays her hurts bare,
she, is, to the end
My Best Friend
*you know?