Royal Pine: Music

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I'll try to hypnotize you
with the thousand things that I think.
But the spell won't take and the boy won't break
without drink.

You say you're not of this world.
Not ready for a girl
who often unfurls and hides behind curls in the wintertime.

My limbs get shaky
and my heart gets broken
All I'm left with are tokens
of time well-spent.
I greet the morning, "Hello, bittersweet."
I sing your song in my sleep.

My new dress is too tight
right around the hips.
It could be my lipstick has run off of my lips.
But I'm trying real hard just to look'a real nice, nicer than I ever did.
Hope this smile hides the mess inside,
I'm trying to impress you, kid.

My limbs get shaky
and my heart gets broken
All I'm left with are tokens
of time well-spent.
I greet the morning, "Hello, bittersweet."
I sing your song in my sleep.

Do you still notice the heart I wear on my sleeve?
The winkle in my eye, the ripple of my thigh, or that I no longer grieve?

Well, I'll try to hypnotize you, with the thousand things that I say.
But the spell won't take and the boy won't break today.