Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Southern Boys

Oh those southern boys.
What gentlemen they are.
And with a little southern comfort, their sweeter than pie.
It's the substance that is so familiar.
Not the city.
It affects me the same way wherever I am.
You’re probably going assume that you’re the meaning for the next line.
But you’re not.
You’re the line after that.
You were stuck in your head there for a minute.
But I waited out the storm.
We talked about love the other night.
And how complicated it all really is.
We talked about what all the fuss is about.
Swearing to never fall hard like the fools, only to call ourselves hypocrites.
You love me more.
But only because your better at lying.

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