My lips pressed to your lips
Your hand on my bare back
I know tomorrow I'll regret this
But right now I'll forget the facts
Your tongue tastes so sweet
Though I don't know where it's been
I told myself I'd never do this
leave my heart left to defend
Something down right senseless  
It's hard to justify this sin.

Why do the wrong things
Always feel so right?
Why do our temptations
Always win the fight?
The child always reaches
For the kettle when it's hot
One day the burns and scars
will show her she should not
So foolish I was to think
That lust was not my sickness
Because an unguarded strength
Is really a double weakness.