Poise and grace in poison lace
Under her spell, behind the face
Mesmerized, intermittent embrace
Curtain uncertain, still take a bow
No demeanor meaner
Not a second between her...
Mood swings, attitude stings
Like a butterfly, like a butterfly
Why not delve into what I'm not
A clock with twelve faces doesn't stop
The chick with the hips is the one to watch...
One to watch
I know how these things go, I learned from Nintendo
Paint dries so slow, shades of mood indigo
Poise and grace in poison lace
Under her spell, behind the face
Mesmerized, intermittent embrace
Curtain uncertain, still take a bow
Stars form a constellation
Unconsolable anticipation
Bronze shoes, a tight fit
Too late, this is it