Cupids destiny gamed us
Brought us together closer than the...

Thinking about us
All day thats what i think of...

In this life time
Some think its all typical...

My vast state of mind
Is like a never ending length...

Macho pride
Male ego...

Small drops
Big fat drops...

Promises are made to be broken
Virgins are meant to be broken...

Whatever you want
Wait when you get home from that long day...

Its early morning
I wakr up and sretch my eager hands...

Me and my head can't stop having re runs of you in...
We just met and for a moment...

I am tired of pretending my hands are yours,
Hugging a pillow that is named after you...

Fat plump fingers from a hot pot of glue
Sticky never letting go of my heavy arm...