Starved eyes looking for something soft. Don't go astray. You were in love before tonight. And what made you change your mind, was it what she said? Was it what you said?
Don't spend you time worried about what's right... turn around, walk away and close your eyes. Imagine what you would say if she treated you that way. It wouldn't feel good... but this feels better.
Flush skin, glowing from treachery plotting an exit. It never ends as good as it begins And what of her? What will she think? Does she even need to know?
Don't spend your time worried about what's right... turn around, and walk away and close your eyes Imagine what you would say if she treated you that way. It wouldn't feel good enough to risk it all; to spoil your love... but this feels better.