15 May 2012
Perhaps I confuse you, Amuse, and bemuse you, You think, how can I act the way I do, Without wanting to be with you, Well, that's just not the way it works, Sometimes I'll laugh, play and send smirks, But thats just for kicks, ... and the occasional licks,
I'm up for the fun, From that I won't run, No rules, you're free, I won't keep you to me, So, please, be a dear, And don't call love here.
I may flatter and chatter, Flirt, kiss and caress, I may even make a mess, But please, don't be deceived, Perhaps you'll be relieved, I'm not after your heart or soul, Oh no, I'm after something below, No, I won't go to hell, Or be banished down a well, In fact, I'll be taking us both up high, Visiting heaven like a spy,
I haven't heard you complain, And I'm not going to abstain, Why don't we crack out the champagne, And carry on with our marvellous game?
A Game Without Love • Opuss № I