Ida Crooked Teeth
It's in your failures
in your crooked teeth
they betray your glamour
they're what I believe but
you sold secrets
all that says to me
is you have an ego
I don't want to feed
pale and they're dirty an grey
excuses that you sent my way
the last thing that you heard me say
was I am not flattered
the selling of secrets
the falling of leaves
these mysteries of science
unraveled for me
but we had to try
it defy gravity
you still find it too hard
to admit defeat
so tell me what is worth to you
I risked opening myself to you
you're so far from who I knew
and the way that I loved you
I loved you
