Saturday night burns a redness on my face
I tasted you, you tasted me you were never my taste
Now left alone with precious thoughts of half assed half an hour stops
And talk so small I can't remember ever saying a word
Laced with thick naivete; Firm delusions can't be swayed
Tell yourself you're happy
We both know the truth
It's false behind the dirty talk the dirty sheets the sexy walk
Your eyes are closed your heart is open wide and that's no good
There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in-between
You and me that you can't see
So beg my pardon
Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you let it be
The thought that counts is counting down the minutes 'till I leave
And when I do you'll be looking for security in words
Though you know that you won't get it for the better for the worse
There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in-between
You and me that you can't see
So beg my pardon
I tasted you, you tasted me you were never my taste
Now left alone with precious thoughts of half assed half an hour stops
And talk so small I can't remember ever saying a word
Laced with thick naivete; Firm delusions can't be swayed
Tell yourself you're happy
We both know the truth
It's false behind the dirty talk the dirty sheets the sexy walk
Your eyes are closed your heart is open wide and that's no good
There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in-between
You and me that you can't see
So beg my pardon
Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you let it be
The thought that counts is counting down the minutes 'till I leave
And when I do you'll be looking for security in words
Though you know that you won't get it for the better for the worse
There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in-between
You and me that you can't see
So beg my pardon
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