Pen Paper Guitar

 6. sammy

I know, you do it on purpose
You do everything you can to get your way
You try those eyes that crooked smile
The same old lines the same old cries
You know that I’m soon to give in

You’ve got me so wrapped up in you
You knew, you were gonna get your way
I have to watch out for you
And make sure, this show is not an act to get your way

I don’t know, which of these is worse
The way you claim my things as your own
Or the way they’ve got your back
“Put him down don’t you laugh,
Did you duct tape him to the wall again?”

Sometimes, you smile and you steal my heart away
Those times, I, want to give you the whole world
And let you have your way