Rock, Paper and Scissors.
This love is like rock paper scissors, Cause every day, I will cut through your paper walls, Taking strips To form paper clips, With which I will Hang your heart, like a practice bag for my rock fists. Still you will embrace me In your dictionary, Where U and I are meant to be. Like pieces on a chess board, You will think we are king and queen, But This king is just a player, Who never lose. So I will use you like a pawn, Mate with you for fun, But when storm comes After a knight fork, I won't hesitate to give you up. That's just who I am , A boy who will lay your heart to sleep, On the path of the wrecking ball, And when you get crushed by love, I will help you pick up your pieces, So You think I am an angel in disguise. Really I am an angel, But in this guise, I am the devil, That will feed on your soul, Till all that's left of your whole is a hole You'd still ...