The thought seems to be too much
I shrink at the incline of your touch
Your fingertips are needles to my skin
They sink straight down to the core
Revealing the things we can't ignore...
Said sweetheart, "Your tearing through my veins"
The fires burn - I'm in your bedroom
The tables turn - Well do you miss this?
You make it all the same
The mirror stares - The scene: Your bedroom
Reflection glares - We're flirting kisses
You wouldn't have this any other way
And maybe next time,
When you reach to grab my hand, I'll pull away.
I've seen your intent, and it's not much to be proud of...
So why don't you just stay the hell over there
With your prim and propper friends?
The "wannabes"
And maybe next time
I'll let you stay with me
(Was I just the last chance to be the rise in your mattress?)
It's not worth it
Just stay with me
The fires burn - I'm in your bedroom
The tables turn - Well do you miss this?
You make it all the same
The mirror stares - The scene: Your bedroom
Reflection glares - We're flirting kisses
You wouldn't have this any other way
It's not worth it
Just stay with me