The Worst Compliment

She plays the rules, polite
Keeps those choir robes in size
And she stays on the line, bites her own canines
Big talk, little shock, fake line
You read me wrong, I'm not your easy light
I'm the match and the strike and the snow-blind night
Take the role, sugar bowl, pass time
I'll find another way

She's so sweet
She's so sweet
But the taste on my own tongue is smoke
And it all soured long ago
But they'll keep saying: She's so sweet

Her gaze makes worlds collide
Keeps those high ropes supplied
She leans the incline, writes her own punchlines
Cheap laugh, better half, bad sign
You sold me short, I'm not your damn good time
I'm the glitch, I'm the grind, the forgotten crime
Wear the band, honey hand, save pride
I'll find another way

She's so sweet
She's so sweet
But the taste on my own tongue is smoke
And it all soured long ago
But they'll keep saying: She's so sweet



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Writer(s): Sarah Magill
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