Look into your eyes and see a reflection of mine
Filled with hate, such disdain
But the way we conversate there's so much more
In a war, holding daggers at our throats
With our fingers at the triggers
Encouraging one another to tell the truth
Tell me "I love you"
'Cause no way am I going to lose
The muscle in your chest that pumps the blood up to your brain
Make it feel the pain, feel it race
Feel the feeling of feeling helpless face to face
In my grace, let you know just where your place is
In the societal hierarchy
In the space between my heartbeats
Spit it out
One of us has to give in
Hell if I will let you win
Only a fool would beg another for their heart
A battle of the minds
One day I will make you mine
I'll watch as you fall to your knees
I'll somehow make you fall for me
Make a plan, make a scheme
Win you over by any means
According to magazines
I'm just 3 steps from having you at my feet
Begging please, giving up your dignity
Oh how cute that scene would be
Ripped right out of teenage dreams
Picture this, you confess
You showcase all your weaknesses
They slowly coalesce into the essence of the
Convoluted illness known as tenderness
Affection, lust and passion
An embarrassing attraction
Waiting for you to take action, so
Spit it out
Just ask me out
I'll have no choice but to comply
Finally have you by my side
Be together with you happily
One of us has to give in
No way I will let you win
Only a fool would beg another for their heart
A battle of the brains
This is more than just a game
I'll watch as you fall to your knees
I'll somehow make you fall for me
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