Heart & Soul

SHe said
He's in love with me
in his soul's soul
but thats funny
cuz i know he only loves me
with his soul pole
but my soul glows
as i bask in his presence
in his soul's soul
i'm the only girl for him
but i wonder
if my nose will grow like Pinocchio's
telling myself lies like those
cuz in my soul's soul i know
that all we have in common
is his soul pole
but in my soul's soul's soul
i wish that he loved me with his soul's soul
but those are just lies
i cant afford to believe

She said
he's in love with me
in his soul's soul
in his hearts inner workings
is where his feelings for me go
like a dry condom
in a hot wallet
his thoughts of me
easily forgotten
BUT he's in love with me
in his soul's soul
or maybe
in the crevice of his soul's hos
graveyard of pussy past the point of personal pleasure
im slowly dying
so in my soul's soul i know
theres no way
he can love me
with the love i hope he holds
but SHE said
he loves me in his soul's soul
so what am i supposed to think

She said
in his soul's soul
hes in love with me
that he spends days thinking of me
spends his money thinking of me
spends his nights with me
always comes back to me
but in my soul's soul i know
his love for me
is so not there