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