Stopping by again to say i miss

Stopping By Again To Say.
I Miss Your Love Everyday.
The Same Old Lies Of Compassion
Boy This Talk Is In True Fashion
You Try To Tell Of Undying Devotion
All The While Going Through The Motions.
You Do This Thing To All The Girls.
You Send Our Senses Into Swirls.
I Know Who You Think You Are
Cassanova With Your Guitar
You Think You Can Seduce Me Back To Bed.
With Songs You Made Up In That Con Head.
I Am Telling You Know You Are So Vain
I Would Be Crazy To Let You Into My Brain