I’m left here, emotionless. I taste the colors of your skin.
It may be safe to say that I’ve gone astray,
And I would do it again if you let me have my way.
If I could slip you out of your lingerie, if I could slip you our of your coat…
I’d find a way to make excuses for the way I behaved,
And I’d lie through my teeth until the dust had settled evenly.
Sick, sad eyes…
Why don’t we talk about it?!
Compromise.
Close your eyes.
I’ll take you home, when one last kiss will not suffice.
Close your eyes.
I’ll take you home, when one last kiss, it brings the death of me.
Close your eyes.
I’ll take you home but just a kiss will not suffice.
I want you broken on the floor for just one night.
So spread your legs, I’ll let my instincts get the best of me.
Why don’t we talk about it?
