i speak my mind in pro's, i spend my time laid low
am i potent enough for you to drop your drink and let me take you home?
cause for the moment your alone with that empty bottle.
she's trouble, so i'll watch her, i'll keep my eyes from ever meeting hers.
i'm not much for romance
but i've been taking classes.
three installments to go, and i'll have payed my way to that table
dinner for two, looks like i'll be over eating again.
sent. another message i'll regret.
doesn't seem like i'll learn from my mistakes.
i guess, i'm getting over it.
but i can't shake the feeling that i'm getting played.
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play it safe, or exaggerate
maybe i'll just leave it up to fate.
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