The thing about you is
You don't have any idea
What you're getting yourself into
See me
I look at you
And I think--it wouldn't be fair
It wouldn't even be fair of me
To slide on over
And suggest an introduction
Because--
Once I got into you
There'd be no getting rid of me
Cause, see--
I make an impact
A dent, some would say
An impression
All depending on
How you want to look at it
How you want to let me hit you
Not hurt you, not like you're thinking
Just...making a mark
Only you can see
But between you and me?
There'd be nothing left
No trust
No safety
Nothing stable
Nothing locked
You'd be rocked to your core
And you're still want more
And nobody'll be able
To get you unhooked
Look, I like you
I like you already
I can tell that--
Well, you're exactly what I'm trying
Not to look for
Sweet, kind
Mindful of yourself
Of how you're perceived
And believe me
I would destroy you
Everything
All parts
I look at you
And all I see
Is everything
I could break
And bust
And smash
You may think you're strong
You're wrong, I promise
There'd be nothing left
And the next guy would pay
And the guy after that
And you'd either get fat or do drugs
To try and make me go away
With a bigger problem (You won't find it)
Or better sex (It doesn't exist)
Or maybe you'll move (I'm everywhere)
Far away (Won't matter)
To start over (I'm God)
A new life (I'm your God)
And nothing will work (Nothing will work)
Because there'd be nothing left to work
There would
Be Nothing
Left
So you stay over there
And I'll stay right here
And if you come over
I'll politely snub you
Doing you a favor
That you won't even recognize
Your friends will sympathize with you
About the guy at the bar
Who was such a creep
Not knowing
I just saved your life
Or at least
Several years of your life
So thank me now
For resisting the impulse I have
To take what I want
Just for the fun
Of taking it
And breaking it
And making it into something
It'll never be again
Thank me
You're welcome
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