I sit by the window
Watching for your lights
When I see them I'm nervous
Butterflies in my stomach
The first words you say when I open the door
Is You smell nice
As we go down the road
You turn on the lights
And take a good long look
I say eyes on the road fool
You say sorry I can't help but look
And I laughed
A few minutes past
I catch you looking again
What are you looking at
My face or my tits
You say honestly a little bit of both
Later that night
You lean in to kiss me
I turn my head your lips touch my cheek
You get this sad look on your face
I say You took it the wrong way
You say I know I'm sorry
What?
I'm sorry I kissed you when you clearly didn't want me too
I wanted you too
It wasn't that
I didn't tell you it was the fact that
Someone else lips has never been on mine
We sat there in front of your house
Talking and talking
You said I would invite you in
But my moms home
I say its okay try to kiss me again
You look a little funny
You hesitate
So I lean in and kiss you
It was just as bad as I predicted
But your lips on mine felt nice
Even if mine didn't know what they were doing