One One Four

His lips twist like knives, he is not forgiving, his eyes sweep river wide, what else is new, bites me when he's sinning, our trips to secret venues, my mother says stay wise, he'll make you do the giving, many a tortured night, our love isn't smooth, I’m tobacco blonde and cry, maybe it's true, maybe she's right, fresh alive and swimming, sunlight, water, sky, he shakes the lifeguard crew, laughter's for the living, his eyes are bright blue, he dances in the tide, his fame is in winning, hails me with that smile, is this our beginning?