you were supposed be my distraction from reality
not the reason to question my morality
you have me looking back and forth
making me question what it's worth
you make it hard for me to think
I can't even put this on ink
"Oh baby I want to make you mine"
sending shivers up my spine
you don't know how much
I've been craving your touch
kisses on my neck
even if it's just a peck
smiling, with that twinkle in your eye
and in my head I'm thinking "why?"
why me?
how could someone as amazing as he
could see, well me?
all I know is that I don't want this to end
because I don't want to pretend
like I never pressed send
Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 4:13 AM UTC
you were supposed be my distraction from reality
not the reason to question my morality
you have me looking back and forth
making me question what it's worth
you make it hard for me to think
I can't even put this on ink
"Oh baby I want to make you mine"
sending shivers up my spine
you don't know how much
I've been craving your touch
kisses on my neck
even if it's just a peck
smiling, with that twinkle in your eye
and in my head I'm thinking "why?"
why me?
how could someone as amazing as he
could see, well me?
all I know is that I don't want this to end
because I don't want to pretend
like I never pressed send
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