Irony

Here I am, that tiny smile, those misleading eyes
Always the same, taking you for a fool
When we both know better
When we both know what not to do
'course I know you don't feel it like this
At least I hope you would not play me
Now why would that happen to you?
Guess our minds are closer than I dared to think
In the end it doesn't change anything
Even when you want what's special
You also get glittering eyes for variety
I am the same, though I'm blind
I am tired of these boytoys
I will hurry up and take my time.
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