What makes you think I want to know you?

Sorry but I don't think I like what I see However you could try and vindicate yourself to me Prove me wrong, and make me believe that you're something more Than just a girl on myspace selling her image like a whore Whose jaw has probably just dropped to the floor? As a young man spoke arrogant words to start a war Know that my favorite form of attack Is a carefully controlled form of tact? Only digging finger nails in skin deep Leaving no flesh wounds that will keep It's all play and merely pretend And I could make this ride on a merry go round end As I spin your head in slightly different direction Letting you see the hint of the strength of my mind's protection Tsk, Tsk, girl. We haven't met, yet You haven't introduced yourself and I bet I haven't the foggiest of ideas what your name is I think, more than likely you're just a bot for a business