Turning on the television I see what she wants
        Long enough to hear the click before I pick up the phone
  Channels change and the bigger picture gets lost in her hang ups
     I need to be alone
But the zone shes got me in I never am
     My hands are tied as she ropes me in
   Remote control sin at the push of a button
        My vision got hazy
From the haze and the hair in my face
        You push against as I push inside
            All I can see is your side of the story
    And all your plot holes and faults
        Crazy thing I love them all
     With your hands in my hair and your name on my mind
         Censor bars never got our time since you're fine and the only thing wrong is cents
        Dime?
   Ten pennies isnt right for your thousand dollar body
    At least I lease to own all of you
    This passion is a home with a roof of ****** energy
     Just proves your into me
  And when im over you
     The overview is 5 stars
I never paid mind to old reviews from broken hearts that owed to you
            I'll collect every nerve and deposit the right touch to every spot

           But ****, if not
I'll just watch TV til we both go off