She looked for love in the backseat of his car She looked for it in dusty store rooms In abandoned buildings, the rough palms of hands She didn't find it in his whispered sweet nothings, She didn't find it in his apartment building either
He looked for an easy conquer, a one night stand He looked for an innocent smile, naive doe eyes He looked for it in needy fingers, hitched breathes, He found it in her hair balled up in his fist He found it in her salty skin, her soft thighs