Siglark

Pre-Verse

My love is like a lump in my throat
And the chance of recovery seems remote
My love is like a canker sore
In a place I’ve never had one before

Verse

I want to compare you to the summer skies, but I’m not a meteorologist
I want to praise the beauty of your eyes, but I’m not an optometrist
I would tell you that I cringe at your blinding beauty, but I’m not a chauvinist

Chorus

There’s so many things I won’t do
And there’s so many things I would love to do
There are names enough for men like me
But I can’t let myself be them and be with you

Verse

I want to love you in the way I want to, but I’m not a pervert
I want to ask you to be who you really are, but I know that you’ll get hurt
I want to assail you last defense, but all the troops desert

Pre-Verse

My love is like a pretentious opera singer
That my distain can’t stifle
My love is like a prima donna
That refuses to take the stage

Chorus

There’s so many things I won’t do
And there’s so many things I would love to do
There are names enough for men like me
But I can’t let myself be them and be with you

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I would love for someone to revive either of these.
http://www.writingforums.com/poetry/86847-hair-dog.html
http://www.writingforums.com/poetry/...ll-laughs.html

T.W. North

Well first things first, change the title. Don't like it one bit.

However, for the song...I like it alot. You have ALOT of clever similies and metaphores in there, and instead of explaining in the chorus, thats your one real vague spot which is different (good different).

For the record, a pre-verse can't be after a verse. That's a pre-chorus.