Saint

She looks like a catalog model
Mama to toddlers
Makes me want her something awful
Adored by songbirds far and wide
Cinderella-style, undercover princess vibes
And I’m done for
On a loop like
Who is she, who is she
What about Friday, is she busy
Would she spend a little bit of time with me
Could ask her, but I’m too much a sissy
Act like such a saint
Only ‘cause I’m too afraid to say
She gets me every time I wait
Let the tension slip away
Peaks my meter
Evry time my heart can see her
Bd rest ‘til the fever breaks
Stare until the image fades
I act like such a saint
Such a saint
I act like such a saint
Such a saint