False.

I have listened to this song a thousand times.

I have read and reread the lyrics. 

I swear to God.

Are you fucking with me?

There is no way you say fucked.

This is a sleight of hand.

A card trick.

A feint before the lunge.

You hit me in the jaw in a dream, and then take it back.

I wake up sore

Teeth ground down,

Wondering what you meant.

A Lectio poem, Creature Fear FEFA, BI.