I took a bath
put on your robe
I read your magazines
I used your phone Looked through your photographs
and drank your wine
Moved all your stuff over
made room for mine Took a handful of change
from your jar
I'm gonna need it when I drive your car But I won't question your good intentions
I don't intend to ask you any more questions I hope you sleep good tonight I come home
the kitchen's clean
I love your movies
and your great big screen
I fell asleep
in your favorite chair
Then I walked around a while
in my underwear At 3 am
I turned on all your lights
and I snuck into your bedroom
in the middle of the night
Returning from a party
with your high cla** friends
And writing all about it
with your forty-dollar pen But I won't question your good intentions
I don't intend to ask you any more questions
I was only a breath away I was at the bottom
Take me to the top
Got yourself a little disaster I don't mind at all
You can listen through the wall
I know what you're actually after