It’s a worn & tired old cliché
You know I love you
Just not that way

You strum your strings & drive your car
Smoke cigarettes, make avatars
Stay up late to hear me rant & rave

You’re a gentle lamb & three feet thick
A holy man & quite a prick
Haven’t met a soul you wouldn’t save

It’s a worn and tired old cliché
We’re so in love
Just not that way

No kisses, just a warm embrace
No flowers, just the words I need
No rings, just the time you spend
No lover, just my one true friend

No kisses, but a warm embrace
No flowers, but the words I need
No rings, but the time you spend
No lover, but my one boy friend

            -evil, toronto-
Island
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