every second counts, i don't wanna talk to you anymore. all these little games? you can call me by the name i gave you yesterday. every minute counts, i don't wanna watch tv anymore. can you figure me out? just doin this to waste more time on the couch. can you see me? i'm waiting for the right time. i can't read you, but if you want, the pleasure's all mine. can you see me using everything to hold back? i guess this could be worse, walking out the door with your bags.
cases under the bed, spill it open, let it rush to my head. i don't wanna be forward. i don't wanna cut corners. savor this with everything i have inside of me. i'm not the type to run.
tell you how i felt, sugar coated melting in your mouth. pardon my emotions, i should probably keep it all to myself. know you'd make fun of me.
i guess this could be worse,
walking out the door
with your bags.
