although i won't admit it, i miss you.

"If luck is on my side tonight
My clumsy tongue will make it right
And wrists that touch
It isn't much, but it's enough
To form imaginary lines
Forget your scars
We'll forget mine
The hours change so fast
Oh, God, please make this last"

if only you'd come back right now.

one more time. one more night.
you know that I AM right.
the electricity jumps from me to you
a wall, no one can break through.
she's there, I know so
how long til you let her go?
You know she doesnt quite fit..
and she's never quite content to just sit
and when nights falls
how does she feel about our secret phone calls?
From what I hear
you're falling into a pattern my dear..
we're a similar height,
we both have poor eyesight
come to think of it,
you ex was like that too a bit...
so when this one goes
turn on your pretty toes
and run straight back
we'll down a six-pack
fall into your bed
while all thoughts of her drain from you head.