where does a moon like you find herself on a Friday night? when the sun takes a rest, when you finally 'come bright will you say something clever, will you open my eyes? will you deceive me in your sun-cloaked disguise?
you leave me fiddling with crumbs of anorthite you leave me staying alone, alright, albite but all you say opposes how you ostracize but––and––i'd never want you if it were otherwise
would you ever tell me what's wrong and what's right? where the first place was that ever knew any light? how that place lived for millenniums without any skies... oh, there's something about you that is just so wise...
how could I ever tell you goodnight? we're reaching higher and hotter in fahrenheit and here comes the dripping dyed sunrise you're really going to make me soliloquize?
even after I've been so **** polite you take me, you make me a victim of spite after the rocks of your soul you'd advertise like i have no other choice but to burglarize
me took you, a one stand night so **** fulfilling, can I get another bite? you take my brain, you make me unwise spin me in circles and close my wide eyes
and in your cold night you gave me frostbite you shut off communications, you **** satellite but I'm still all about you, I still fantasize to take you unwanted, we still romanticize