Two mismatched garnet eyes gaze into mine
As smoke drifts into the air and lazily swirls about
Vaguely I remember wondering
If he realized who I was


I'm no angel yet I am not a devil
I'm just me, with no past and seemingly not much of a future
Bell peppers and beef again?
Just great


Where was I again? Oh yeah I remember
He's starting to make me nervous
That lunkhead
I need something to slow down my beating heart


With a long, slow drag on my cigarette
I tear my gaze away and begin to hum to myself
"Faye," he says
I will myself not to look up


Who the hell does he think he is anyway
I shouldn't care, he's just a stupid
Smart, cunning, attractive lunkhead
Yeah that's it. Nothing special


"Faye," he says again, more urgently
I raise my eyes once more to meet his mismatched ones
Question in my eyes - what do you want?
He's got that stupid smirk again


"You sing off-key."


Stupid lunkhead.