She
She lived life in a dream
She never seemed to care
Always landing on her feet
We
Could always see the signs
That she kept locked inside
For all her life
Hey little bird
You sing so sweet for me
Your dirty little mind is etched in poetry
Tell me now do you like it my way
This play is just a matinee
What else can be said
As always you've messed with my head
My mind is dark with the devils wordplay
All the while you're etched in poetry
She takes
And only gives red lights
She'd never contemplate
The fate of you and I
Hey little bird
You sing so sweet for me
Your dirty little mind is etched in poetry
Tell me now do you like it my way
This play is just a matinee
What else can be said
As always you've messed with my head
My mind is dark with the devils wordplay
All the while you're etched in poetry