Thursday 15 November 2012

Flirting's Over

A tale of a girl who is sick of sweet texts.Yes, sweet texts.

Whispers everywhere
in this quiet room, aren't you sick of them?
Elbow's hitting, tip toes poking
you're desperate, you're out of here

Where are your guts, Sir. Boast a Lot
I thought you're ready to tell, but in fact you're not
Sweet good morning and good night texts
flirting's over dear, where is your act?

Let's quit this zone, dear
aren't you tired?
sneak and peek whenever we meet
lovey dovey in our phone, let's quit it

Let's quit this zone, dear
flirting is over
It's now about take it or not
If you don't want me, let's quit it

Oh, Sir. Boast a Lot
If you want me why don't you tell?

Why don't you just get down on your knees now
And tell me that you love me?

Oh, Sir. Boast a Lot
When will you make me yours?
I'm sick of waiting
cause I've got a list of men to kiss


Let's quit this zone, dear
aren't you tired?
sneak and peek whenever we meet
lovey dovey in our phone, let's quit it

Let's quit this zone, dear
flirting is over
It's now about take it or not
If you don't want me, let's quit it


Cause all I need is crystal clear
no obstacle and awkwardness
but how can I get that
when you can't even see me right into my eyes?

And right now, I'm not even yours
So I'm going out for million dates
Don't cry over me, and hush! my dear
It is all because you are too late

*giggles

xx! Au revoir, Sir. Boast a Lot!

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