You took a chance
I took a shot
And you might think I'm bullet proof but I'm not
France forgot about her often so when he appeared at her house daily, she resisted his apologetic amour attempts. He often looked hurt when she did and she didn't want to but she forced herself not to give in so quickly, not to let him forget about her then expect her to forgive him on the spot as soon as he apologized. She always did though, she could never hold out long when he wrapped his arms around her, looked her in the eye, and said,
"Mon cher Je t'aime, will you forgive me and not stay angry any longer?" Which he did quite often, and the island nation fell for it every single time. She would respond by blushing, smiling, and giving in never letting him go too far. But secretly wishing he would. Then he would go, and she would watch him from her window and await his return angry at herself for falling once again into his trap.
You took a swing
I took it hard
And down here from the ground I see
Who you are
She showed up on his doorstep one night when he didn't come. She knocked waiting anxiously ,toying with the edge of her dress something she only did when nervous. When a giggling woman with messed up hair and was half dressed answered the door with a cup of wine in her hand the small island nation was speechless. She stood there stuttering for a bit then ran away willing the tears not to come. They did.
I`m sick and tried of your attitude
I`m feeling like I don`t know you
You tell me that you love me then cut me down
And I need you like a heart beat
But you know you got a mean streak
Makes me run for cover when you`re around
She hugged her pillow tears streaming, swearing she would never speak to him again, swearing she would never forgive him, swearing things she knew would vanish as soon as she looked into those eyes. Just as she thought the next day when he showed up , she glared at him, and he put his arms around her looked her in the eye, and said,
"Mon cher Je t'aime, will you forgive me and not stay angry any longer?" Even with all of the stubbornness in her being she soon lost the tensity in her arms, and her expression softened. Seychelles bit her lip and gave in once again not even thinking about what she was doing just like every time he showed up.
And here`s to you and your temper
Yes I remember what you said last night
And I know that you see
What you`re doing to me
Tell me why