Apple Pie

He would, oh no, play the fool

Rusting my steel

She would, oh no, play it cool

Rotting my peel

And he would, oh no, seem to fade

As the promises he made

And she would, oh no, sharpen the blade

And set her feelings tradeI can't breathe, I can't breatheHe would die; he asked me how deep is the river

She would lie; she's supposed to be an achiever

Apple Pie, they each assumed to be the giver

Star ships collide, when space becomes thinnerHe would, oh no, play the fool

Rusting my steel

She would, oh no, play it cool

Rotting my peelThey're so duff at lying