That type of guy....

You're the type of guy
My sort of girl only ever looks at
Sort of like a big bad delectable chocolate cake
When she's on a diet
You look at her
She feels a certain kinda way
Naughty, notorious...
Playfully noxious....

You're the type of guy
That can get my sort of girl
To eaily say "Yes" or " I love you"
And it wouldnt hurt one bit
Sing cliches like Selena's
"i love you like a love song baby"
Or Taylor Swift's
"I knew you were trouble"
She wouldnt have to think about it
Or twist her head into knots over it

You're the type of guy
My sort of girl only meets once
Either gets to keep or loses forever
Either loves to bits or regrets timelesly
You're the type of guy
That crawls under or climbs over
The carefully crafted walls of her heart
Cause she's too busy enjoying
The view outside the wall

Sooner or later
You might just be the type of guy
That wrecks it,
completely demolishes it to dust
Either leaves her to rebuild it brick by sordid brick
Or stays so she never has to, ever again.