In your bed, & under your covers.
is you,
In your bed & under your covers.
is someone new.
Yet you call me on phone and beg me to please, come home.
To you it's just a game, Don't you feel ashamed?
I am not taking the blame.
In your bed I'd lay with you.
You say you miss it very much, and you're longing for my touch
&You;'re never going to stray.
Yet as soon as I hang up from you, You're grinding up on ******
Knocking boots behind closed doors.
Yet I'm the one that you adore
Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 1:03 AM UTC
In your bed, & under your covers.
is you,
In your bed & under your covers.
is someone new.
Yet you call me on phone and beg me to please, come home.
To you it's just a game, Don't you feel ashamed?
I am not taking the blame.
In your bed I'd lay with you.
You say you miss it very much, and you're longing for my touch
&You;'re never going to stray.
Yet as soon as I hang up from you, You're grinding up on ******
Knocking boots behind closed doors.
Yet I'm the one that you adore