Two. "Clever" and "Love"

I. Clever.

Oh you clever little bitch
you have me hooked without
parting your lips
to speak.

Oh you clever little fuck,
the two of us make a cocktail
fit to kill
only me.

I can't live without you
might as well surrender now
it's pointless how
I keep fighting.

I think I'd surely die,
were you to finally
stop running
through my veins and I
say..

Step out of your orange dress,
let me caress you with
my tongue,
and slip into the water,
it won't be long.

I will know no other,
no better lover
you make all my dreams,
come true,
clever clever you.

II. Love.

I will always love you
and the way you make me
a little bit sick
when I'm without you.

Oh yes, I'll always be true to
eyes of blue, and lips of pink.

You put the drama in the ink,
and I'm fading,
to white, white, white
my muse, as I gaze upon you
I write, write, write.

And no, this will never be right.

You're so thin, so small
and you're scored, and you're cold
and it takes a lot of water for us
to move along.

Your kisses are bitter,
but I can't let you linger
if I want to meet the sun again.
I'd keep you in my warmth if I could,
you deserve better than the bottle,
my friend.

And they have us defined,
doomed right from the start
let me fucking tell you something
you can't put an expiration
on matters of the heart.

You're so thin, so small
and you're scored, and you're cold
and it takes a lot of weakness for us
to move along.