There's Something

There's something in the way she crawles
Almost digging her wrists in the dirt  
Scraping her knees heavily like  
She loves the way it hurts  
 
There's something in the glare of her eyes  
That makes me love her so  
Sparkling black diamonds chronicly fixed  
Empty all but for desire and sorrow  
 
There's something in the way she smirks  
That captivates my mind no doubt  
Tasty lips and bright white teeth, oozing  
Sex appeal with shaking corners of her mouth