
there's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week
I keep on talking trash but I never say anything
and the talking leads to touching
and the touching leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left
I know I'm alone if I'm with or without you
but just being around you offers me another form of relief
when the loneliness leads to bad dreams
and the bad dreams lead me to calling you
and I call you and say come here
'Cause you're just damage control
for a walking corpse like me - like you
'cause we'll all be
portions for foxes
there's a pretty young thing in front of you
and she's real pretty and she's real into you
and then she's sleeping inside of you
and the talking leads to touching
then touching leads to sex
and then there is no mystery left
and it's bad news
I don't blame you
I do the same thing
I get lonely too
ash @ 5:27 PM