You’re driving alone again, against time. With anticipation.
To hold me close once more. Feeling the energy, of sexual frustration.
Let’s take a ride through my mind, as victims of desperation.
Time to forget your boundaries, I’ll push your limitations.
I dream of a day I can give myself completely. Then so discreetly.
I find I’m in, this bed of sin. With someone else.
The reasons within me, can’t explain why.
Still we must try, to understand.
Life’s simple demands.
I know you will not believe me, there's deceit in me.
Are my words untrue? I’m too afraid to love you.
I put no one above you. I’ve tried to apologize.
This only comes down to us, when my words seem so untrue.
Are my words untrue?