"I'm trying" she says but that's not good enough.
He wants to see the flash on her skin
He wants to see the gloss on her lips
"I'm trying" she says but that's not pretty enough
He doesn't want read her book
He just wants to eat it
"But I'm trying" she says but that's not sexy enough
He'd rather go to his place than sit and talk
He'd rather lay on top than go and walk
And while she's trying, he's lying.
While she's coping, he's groping
And while she's so much more, he treats her like so much less.
"I'm trying" she says
But that's just not enough.
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Bloom.
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