sapriculous

Irony

What is this love I'm feeling.
Now is the lie becoming true?
With this mistake am my own fate sealing?
I think I might be falling for you.

But if I fall, I'll surely laugh it off.
This is not right, I'll ne'er confess these fallacies again.
For if I did, at ourselves we both would scoff.
So this time I'll shut my trap; these thoughts I ne'er will send.