She plunges in without the light that follows
But we know she'd follow anything
She dreams of a fever 'coz she believes it will cure her cold heart
She says she'll drive off a cliff if it never ends
She picked me up from the crowd
And spoke to me in her beautiful voice
She said she liked my skin and shoes
I said "Thank you, can I follow you?"
We climbed the stairs to her room
She drank some wine then asked my name
I looked up and asked her the time
We drank and stayed warm
Killed selected memories looking forward the new dawn
It's 3 o clock, the pub was closed
We both sat up, my hands on her
Her jeans pressed hard against mine
My tongue in her mouth only playing so that words don't come out
I don't look to care to see
How many have there been before me
But she wants a lover who she doesn't want to love
She wants someone who's too sad to be loved
Bang! She wakes up after their lovely sleep
"Who the fuck are you to sleep in my bed?"
My mind was dark for I was confused
Who does she have me with confused?
She handed me some money saying thanks for your time
I watched her money flying sensing my crime
She said that I'm a bad actor with the worse habits
She whispered she should have gone home, never done this
I walk back to the alley she picked me from
Then I see another that plunges in
She said "You've got pretty hair, pretty skin, pretty shoes"
I said "Thank you, can I follow you?"
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