you offer no butterflies
you offer no sweetness
the tenderness you give
is only illusion
I'll have to leave you
i care too much
and too little
you'll only be an emotional
one night stand
no real words of love
will roll off your tongue
because there's no love to be had
my favorite fudge sundae
I'll have to give you up
because you wont keep me as warm as
freshly baked bread
you can't be my carrot cake
the softness of your lips
won't match the feeling of your heart
because those lips aren't meant for mine
you real doll substitute for love
when your hands hold mine i can feel it
the skin on skin and pulse with pulse
but it's not my hand you should be holding
its not your hand I'm looking for
you're acrylic to my needs for silk
strippers when i want snuggles
made for tv when i need Broadway
space invaders when i wanna play portal
you only give me one percent of one percent
and that's not enough.