I look at your latest conquest with pity and sadness. Poor girl doesn't know what she's getting herself into. She thinks she snatched a prince.

I watch her twirl a lock of blond hair through her finger. You just told her how beautiful she is.

I know because that used to be me.

I recognized the blush on her cheek immediately. You told her how desperate you are to kiss her.

I know because that used to be me.

She then wraps her arms around you while you spin her around. You asked her out. To be your girlfriend forever.

I know because that used to be me.

Your words are deadly. Charming every girl who hears them instantly.

I know because that used to be me.

Thats why you should come with label. One that says don't trust words but actions.

Because you're Captain Hook disguised as a prince.