Hypocrite

You're calm like a tiger
I don't like a liar
Shred things into one
I don't see the pun
Get back on the floor
To see what's in store
I will make you see
Who you'll always be

A hypocrite...
Get back on your knees
And beg me please!
NO!!!
You make me sick.

You're scary like a clown
In laughter I will drown
Smiles form into tears
I hate how you appear
Get back on the floor
Before you kill some more
I saw what you sold
My hand I will fold

A hypocrite...
Get back on your knees
And beg me please!
NO!!!
You make me sick.

You're nice like a bear
Cut that nasty hair
Love me til I die
Tell truth with your lies
Get back on the floor
You are such a whore
Good at being sleazy
Why are you so crazy

A hypocrite...
Get back on your knees
And beg me please!
NO!!!
You make me sick.
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This is a poem I wrote about a year ago about an ex that I intended to make into a song.