The Show

He wakes up in the morning, greets with you smile and goofy stretch
Kisses your lips, you dont even mind his breathe smells like death
Fixes breakfast in his boxers eggs and orange juice in bed
He tells you that he loves you and you say it right back.

Out for lunch and you that know every girl's eye is on him
You know he only has eyes for you, so you;re floating on air
You mockingly tease him, becasue he orders salad, you order fries,
He tells you he loves you and you say it right back.

He plays video games as you cook him supper and smile
Raves about your dry chicken and you cant help but laugh
He'll do the dishes while you chat him up
He tells you he loves you and you say it right back

Out for Coffee he pays for donuts and drinks
Laughing and talking, stealing quick glances
Hands on the back in a protective, loving way
"He tells you he loves you and you say it right back"

Grabs you by the arm, he cant wait to tell you
Throws you to bed and he holds you down
You're now on the floor he cant control himself
"He tells you he loves you and you say it right back"

It's not much but its a snapshot, of several days with "Mr Right"
But it wasnt my back he touched, and it wasnt in passion that he threw me
He puts on a good show doesnt he
When he tells you he loves you, dont say it back.