It's not what you see,
It's how you see it.
It's not what you be,
It's how you be it.
It's not what you say,
It's how you say it.
It's not what you do,
It's how you do it.
I want to call you out
And tell you point blank.
I want to get it off
And just be real frank.
I want to clear it up
And get ready to tank.
I want it to be moot
And have you to thank.
Do I seem so fake,
Do I look like plastic.
Do I seem like rubber,
Do I look so elastic.
Do I act so emotional,
Do I seem quite drastic.
Do I seem less energetic,
Do I look so spastic.
Staying to watch you dance
Because I like your spunk.
Staying to see you play
Because you'll try to dunk.
Staying to give you crap
Because you call my bunk.
Staying to burn a cd
Because you keep my junk.
For all the trouble here,
For you I'll have you back.
For when you're feeling down,
For you I have a knack.
For if you lose the way,
For you I will keep track.
For times that cause fatigue,
For you I'll never slack.
