Not to be conceited but I’m rarely ever defeated
Ya ex a four, I’m a nine, and before you were living heated
You explored, and even cheated, until you left, and conceded
You said I couldn’t do it; I need somebody to love me
Somebody to hold tight, somebody to come touch me,
Somebody to look into my eyes, and hold my hands so gently
A gentleman fond of settling to simply represent me...
You said you’ve never been loved, and love is so precarious
So you developed these walls, and mazes for men to overcome the barriers
Overran with insecurities dating from your first love
You walked into my arms, and felt loved on the first hug
You’re telling me, you’re lucky, I’m telling you we both are
We overcame our past, this our present, and we’ll go far.
Just as long as either of us is pedaling.
You found the love; now let’s see if you could keep the gentleman
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