You have her, with her gorgeous smile
all I have, is denial.
You have her, with her enticing laugh
I haven't a heart, not even a half.
You have her, with her angelic voice
I haven't even got a choice.
You have her, she's perfect, it's true
and she doesn't want me, cause she's got you.
So she's left me, with a terrible curse
because she still inspires, my poetic verse.
You have her, so ****, so hot
and me? Well poetry is all I've got.