The closer we get the more I forget his voice
I forget his touch on my heart
The same touch that split it in two
The closer we get the more you run my mind
Like 9 to 5
I try to keep up but your love is still hazy
Your love is still hers
The girl with the hands made of fire
The girl with the reckless touch
The girl so addictive
The girl who runs your mind
Like 9 to 5
But you can't keep up