Analysis of Nicname

Don’t call me a dear
Really I’ve always been a fawn to you
Don’t use the word my world can’t handle it
My lips imply stupid for themselves
What kind of brand name brought on such a mystery?
Can’t keep track of such trivial thoughts
Sometimes encircled, quite honestly not too smart
Designated driver keep me company
Without crashing into a statistic of symphonies and close calls
Finger cramps and quick quips
Fighting with you is my favorite thing to do
Who could trick me into kissing a contradiction?