You've heard it all before
how you are all
P.L.A.T.I.N.U.M
.&&.
G o l d
.&&.
How she is all
-Silver-
.&&.
D.i.a.m.o.n.d.s
.&&.
Together you look so
God-Damn
Beautiful
.
That's what it is after all
a marriage based on
£money£
and
b e a u t y
.
& to you, that's all that matters.
.
Narcissa.
She caught your (eye)
like a ~china doll~
p e r f e ct.
You don't love her
But that doesn't matter,
she doesn't love you either.
A Trophy Wife with a Trophy Husband
.
.
.
But you R e s p e c t her enough to
[Stay Faithful]
{or you thought you did}
But then everything went all
s|t|r|a|n|g|e
.&.
Ccoonfffussinnggg
When *he*
w a n d e r e d
into your House(World)Manor
Like he
Owned the place.
With his
M.Es/S y
\D.I.R.T.Y./
?Bizarre?
Clothes
His
-oh-so-sexy-
|Warning|Dangerous|Warning|
.Eyes.
(that just !scream!
come and
feelmeusemecatchmekissme)
&You can't say no...
.
Because he is
Coal
And
B:l:o:o:d
And everything you're not
And everything she's not
And Maybe that's W R O N G
enough to be R.i.g.h.t
.
.
.
d,r,i,p,p,i,n,g
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
R.a.i.n.d.r.o.p.s
-Kissing- at his cheeks
Yet that s mudg e-d eyeliner
still manages to look
P.Erf ecT
And his ~Kisses~
still manages to taste like
Firewhiskey
.