[Lyric] Black Mascara (Ben Friedman)

(Verse 1)

Black Mascara, on my white shirt
Don't cry baby, even though I know it hurts
And I know it seems worse than anything you ever had before
I tried to make you the one that they grapple for

Put you in that Rover all white like the Apple store
Its on me, what the hell you think I'm rapping for?

Cuz underneath it all, I could be your real prince charming
Like the heat from the fire I will be always burning
Anytime Im around your body is callin for my touch some kisses and a little romancin
Theres a hidden side us that we still have to explore
Aside from my temper everything elses secure
Theres no need to look further baby, of that, Im sure
Cuz over and over again I want more

See its funny I used to hate these corny songs
But now I proved all these fake friends who warned me wrong
Shit I had 10's coming out of their night gowns
But your the only one I could imagine in a white gown

She says she loves me and yeah I believe her
But I dont think she can comprehend how much I really need her
And I love her like a creeper, get attention like a beeper
I'm trying to turn this good girl bad like Leighton Meester

Now its, Skype calls and Sky Malls
It only gets worse- when the night falls

So you should take this as a personal letter
Its directly to you from the one you make better

I gotta go it sucks but thats its alright
Because hopefully I'll see you in my dreams tonite