Tuesday, August 18, 2009

had

Shouldve left my heart at the door
To match my clothes on your hotel floor
I fell in love with your dark brown curly hair
We layed in bed and said the Lords Prayer
If this keeps up they’ll start to whisper
She is such a little…

And the time came when the risk to remain
Was much more painful
Than the risk it took to abstain

We talked of sin
Moments before your fingers transpired my skin
Familiar strangers were around
And then slowly your softness slid down
If this keeps up they’ll start to whisper
She’s been all over …

And the time came when the risk to remain
Was far more painful
Than the risk it took to abstain

Would Have
Have
Have me
I Have been Had

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