My cheeks betray me
They lie to everyone all the time
Why?
I've only had two glasses of wine
They turn a rosy color and stay awhile
"Awe that's so cute" **** that I wish they stop
I find it quite vile
Either my cheeks or my eyes betray me nonstop
I don't like being able to be read so easily
There is more to me than what you see
My eyes betray me, if you look real close
Screaming about what really is
Thankfully most seem to miss this
But ever I would fall in love
those eyes will be my downfall
Yelling about my true feelings
Not being able to hide
I fear for that day
That my own eyes condemn me