Lie flat on the ground With arms out and exposed You offer me friendship I offer you the lot Do with me what you will, my inner thoughts I spill My dreams and ***** preferences I barely even know you Though I think I know it all I figure you'd be on my boat, you said so yourself
You ask me creepy questions Each one answered honestly What you say makes me uneasy Though always graced with a reply I trust you like I trust myself My biography is yours know Cross the boarders of what's OK You're still only a stranger to me
Honest like an open book I kept on display for you to read aloud I left a hole, for you to root around Have fun with what you found I lay down still the conversation sprints Down the road of no return I never knew, I was not you Laugh to yourself, I hope you're proud The **** you made me talk about
I could always close the window? I could always block your ***? As you convince of me of my weaknesess Borne from my better strengths A discarded magazine For passers-by to read Do I learn? Not one lesson I'll only do the same again
About old "friendships" where I was trusting with people that were just creepy.