most romantic first line but least romantic second line . . . .
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes-
Damn, I'm good at telling you lies!
Roses are red, violets are blue,
sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting,
the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's
empty and so is your head.
I see your face when I am dreaming
That's why I always wake up screaming
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot
This describes everything you are not
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off of your face
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life
My love you take my breath away
What have you stepped in to smell this way
My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "go to hell"
Damn, I'm good at telling you lies!
Roses are red, violets are blue,
sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting,
the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's
empty and so is your head.
I see your face when I am dreaming
That's why I always wake up screaming
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot
This describes everything you are not
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off of your face
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life
My love you take my breath away
What have you stepped in to smell this way
My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "go to hell"
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