He’s not doing much wrong, but not doing everything right.
I try to go, but he just won’t let me. He’s holding my heart hostage.
His brain is so sharp, he always has the right words.
He speaks so well, the connection is so strong, yet his actions are so few.
He’s not doing me wrong, he’s just not doing me right.
My attitudes don’t faze him. He’s confident as can be.
With that little look he does, he knows he has me.
An attitude just won’t stand in his presence.
And when it does, it’s just a front. A front to get what I want.
I think it’s love.

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