I said,
"Tell me how you feel."
She said,
"Tell me something real."
Well If your looks could kill
I'd still look at you,
I looked her in the eye
now how's that for real?
Still
I can send chills down your spinal tap.
Fairytale living
You know where your prince at.
The tense wonder,
How you slayed the summer,
A witness to the killing
no revealing where the prints at.
With that said,
How's that for real?
The Midas touch,
Tell me how it feels.
The glow
from your soul
I suppose
I exposed
Now given what you know
How's that for real?