What is it with you?

What is it with you that draws me to you?
Is it that neat and clean hairstyle you keep?
Your hawk-like brown orbs so wonderful to sink into?
What's it with you that bewitches, entices, captures
this simpleton's attention?

What is it with you?
Why this melo-dramatic effect has to affect me so?
Is it your boyish smile that hides things from within?
Is it that look that tells of brimming confidence?
What is it with you, really?
Why this effect on simple-minded me?

Is there something with you?
Something that draws me near you,
Though the every aspect of you
Screams 'danger: keep-out',
Something that makes me take the risk;
Risk this fragile heart be broken into
Pieces like shattered mirror now in
gazillions of tiny pieces on the ground.
What is that, that keeps me tied to you?

Have you no intention of letting me go?
Must you continue to haunt me
with that air of mystery?
That voice, that laugh, that talk of surety,
Everything that got me in with you...

What is it with you that continually
chains me to you?
What is it with you?
What do you have against me
That I am to be left to
the hands of my tormentor that is...
you.