I'll grab a glass
and you can slip
into something a
little
more
comfortable.

Stealing kisses in the
backseat of the
taxi like a burglar
in the night.
Never knowing that
I know just
what your actress
looks like.

Headlights dim and
horns honk like
mice in the walls.
We step on the curb
and throw some cash
at the driver,
my hand placed on
your shoulder and you're
laughing. I smile a smile
that makes your skin crawl
but you're not exactly sure
why.

So, I'll grab a glass
and you can slip
into something a
little
more
comfortable.

So, I'll slip something
into your glass to
make you a
little
more
comfortable
and cold.