your movements be so shallow.. 

but I see depth in you, how I tend to do, 

so cupid shoots me with the same stupid arrow. 

but oh my, perception changes just from pupil dilation. 

You fill me with resent, with my consent, so there’s no hatred. 

It’s not only you at fault cuz i know I play my part.. 

but i’m wise enough end this - spare the remnants of my heart.