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Buttons
You really know how to push my buttons
For your punishment I am a glutton
We use to talk now you hardly speak
When you do it is to make me weak
You really know how to steer my wheel
To make me feel how you want me to feel
You can turn my rainbow into a noose
With one look you can turn my pain loose
Every time into your trap I hard fall
I cannot help but be at your beck and call
You trade on my feelings not gone
You make my right feel so wrong
When you look down at me from your nose
It makes my heart pain start to grow
When you push my buttons like only you do
You break my heart, soul and will in two
You really know how to push my buttons
For your punishment I am a glutton
We use to talk now you hardly speak
When you do it is to make me weak
You really know how to steer my wheel
To make me feel how you want me to feel
You can turn my rainbow into a noose
With one look you can turn my pain loose
Every time into your trap I hard fall
I cannot help but be at your beck and call
You trade on my feelings not gone
You make my right feel so wrong
When you look down at me from your nose
It makes my heart pain start to grow
When you push my buttons like only you do
You break my heart, soul and will in two
Published 8th Mar 2018
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