I love you, but you’re not the one for me
My words are not my actions, Don’t believe
These pretty words; they’ll bring you misery
Their danger’s more than even I conceive
I’m sorry; I am not the one for you
You’re perfect as you are, but I am not
Your only flaw is thinking words are true
But words are just the jewelry that I’ve got
My crown is made of poetry, not gold
I’m just a damn good poet, not a prince
Your heart is warm, but mine is icy cold
The truth is not a thing my words evince
I guess that means my silence is a gift
Enjoy it while it lasts; my mood may shift.