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Of this beauty and her innocence
Which serves to just build resistance
In spite of all my good intents.

The beat that my heart skipped.
This is the beat that my heart skipped.
This is the beat that my heart skipped.

This is the beat that my heart skipped when we first met
Now that I've heard it, it leaves me with a kind of regret
No disrespect
We just left a lot of people upset
And what we had wasn't really what we'd come to expect

Well good god damn and other such phrases
I haven't heard a beat like this in ages
To miss such a beat would have been outrageous
But when you heart skips a beat it's ruthless and aimless

She caught my attention in her fishnets
Then she reeled me in expecting nothing more than kissed necks and quick sex
But that weren't the case with this platinum princess
She'd attracted my interest
So I wanted to impress?.
Upon her all the positive things
That come form having more than just a one night fling
But that's something easier in theory than in practice
Since pick up lines are tactics
To get prey to the mattress
And this actress
Is practiced
In shunning such theatrics
When put upon daily by tactless geriatrics

So my genuine advances are met with rue scepticism
Throwing complements but she just straight elects to miss them
Her lips were put on this earth for dispersing wisdom
God forbid I suggest she lets me kiss them

But I really want to know what she thinks of me
Because I'm loving every idiosyncrasy
But I ain't one to jump through hoops to make a 1st impression
Been there, done that, learnt the worst of lessons
We want to be loved for who we appear to be instead of who we are
So I real selves hide behind the pomp and the facade
And that's as true of the rude boys, downing pints and acting hard
As of the kids shunning convention with clinical disregard
This is the beat that my heart skipped.

This is the beat that my heart skipped when we first met
Now that I've heard it, it leaves me with a kind of regret
No disrespect
We just left a lot of people upset
And what we had wasn't really what we'd come to expect

Every now and then I cower and I need to find empowerment
Empowerment is paramount to how I can begin to mount
A plan that I can implement
To make a dent on ignorance
Instead of drunk belligerence
And the dissidence of miscreants
Especially in this instance
With the never ending persistence
To use the words in each sentence
As if they were blunt instruments
To beat a hole in the defence
Of this beauty and her innocence
Which serves to just build resistance
In spite of all my good intents.

The beat that my heart skipped.
This is the beat that my heart skipped.