There's nothing quite like falling in to bed with you.
I know that it's not the same for you, and don't think I'm in love with you, far from it.
But sometimes when you look at me with those bedroom eyes and smile that **** eating grin I am. For a moment.
Then, later when you're staring at me with a sweet smile I am for a few minutes.
But even still you stay elusive.
You've had my attention since you kissed me the first time.
Now you've become something I'm determined to figure out.

Don't think I'm expecting a love story, I am not that naive. I just want your attention, too.