Friday, October 1, 2010

Your pencil skirt



So you are in love with someone else,
someone who burns within your soul,
I hear you've never felt so alive,
so much desire beyond control.

When we spent summers at the waterfalls
and you said these were the perfect days,
I believed you.
Now you can tell some lies about the good times you haven't had
But I have tongued you more than twice,
and I like it when you tell me to stop,
Oh its turning me on oN ON,
When you raise your pencil skirt,
Like a veil before my eyes.

Well i know that you are engaged to him,
But i know you want something to play with.
I'll be around when he is not in town,
Then I'll show you how you are doing it wrong.
We share the same city and feel the same song
so when winter comes and the bomb drops
don't let me be the last to know
How you are feeling, where you are.

Creation is gone crazy and the TV is mad
Now you are the only sane thing that I have.

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