Thoughts of you run through my mind.
I think we've crossed the line.
I want you to myself
   But you belong to someone else.
You want me to be your lover
But I belong to another.
Hard to watch you with her.
Having you here with me
  is what I prefer.
She doesn't appreciate the things you
  do or the man that you are.
I could treat you better by far.
These feelings we share
  are so hard to explain.
Trying your best to maintain.
Trying my best to understand;
How could I be so deep in love
with another woman's man.
Wanting to treat me like a queen
And give me the world.
Fighting the feelings you have
for your best friend's girl.
We know this is wrong
but why does it feel so right?
From the way you hug me
to the way you kiss me softly.
We have an addiction.
The drug is our touch.
We fiend for it so much.
One hit of our love
flows through our veins.
It has us in an ****** zone.
Craving for us to be alone.
So many obstacles are in our way.
It kills us not to be with each other everyday.
It hurts when we have to say goodbye.
Going back to our spouses to continue
living a lie.