You Do It Awfully

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Under Irish eyes and Italian skin
Holding up by pins within
Lies an aging heart still lined in kind
Maybe lonely by design
Dreams of almond eyes and olive skin
Sweet but always cursed to sin
Sets a golden smile beaming blinding bright a day
To fool this dream in sight
Maybe it's a sign
When good has lost all it's comfort and all
When you find the reasons why
Your love's meant to be holding on
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And on the golden day with the stars aligned
The scorpio corrupted the taurus sign
And take back six words that he never dreamt he'd say
I put all those thoughts away
But if it sparks devotion with the sweetest notion
Sugars then dissolve with blank emotion
The mail you boxed protect by a heart of styrofoam
And blindly find your way back home
Maybe it's a sign
When good has lost all it's comfort and all
When you find the reasons why
Your love's meant to be holding on
like you're showing signs and a sense of maturity
still you turn it on for me
you do it awfully
like you're giving back to me signs of eternity
still you don't know what it means
you do it awfully
one more time
one last time
one more time
like you're showing signs and a sense of maturity
still you turn it on for me
you do it awfully
like you're giving back to me signs of eternity
still you don't know what it means
you do it awfully