The moon is up but I hear birds chirping, my surroundings are silent except for our desire that's spoken.
You've set the mood and that's something I like, your attentions focused on me making this moment feel right.
I'm giving my all to make this love last and your giving yours back trying to out do my past.
And when it's all over I'll have no regrets because the one rule between us is "NO STRINGZ ATTACHED".
That's all I want, fun and attention no sweet tender kisses and the word" LOVE" is forbidden.
Never waking up to you, you never symbolically being my "husband" and your arms will never comfort me, don't want you to fall for something that you can't have because "we" can never be.
I'll refuse all of your offers of healing my broken heart because even though you want to be with me I'd rather be apart.
And when it's all over only you will have the regrets, because you couldn't stick to my rule of "NO STRINGZ ATTATCHED".
