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Take me home
You whisper to my neck
My fingers around yours
Just waiting for regret
Fingers through my hair
As mine move down your back
Then pinned against the bed
You on the attack
You are inside me
As much as I am inside you
Your tongue inside my mouth
Pushing its way through
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
Things begin to focus
As I open up my eyes
But you're already leaving
As you press your lips to mine
I beg you not to leave
Why, I am not sure
I just feel that you should stay
But not for any more
Then a parting of our lips
As we whisper goodbyes
A parting of persons
Post parting of thighs
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
I am deaf on my left
And blind on my right
Please take a seat
But first choose a side
My hands are too cold
My lips colder still
Just stay at home
Guard against the chill
In the fire is a heart
Just leave it alone
I'm sure it isn't yours
For it looks like my own
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
In your eyes and on your lips
Ground between your fingertips
You whisper to my neck
My fingers around yours
Just waiting for regret
Fingers through my hair
As mine move down your back
Then pinned against the bed
You on the attack
You are inside me
As much as I am inside you
Your tongue inside my mouth
Pushing its way through
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
Things begin to focus
As I open up my eyes
But you're already leaving
As you press your lips to mine
I beg you not to leave
Why, I am not sure
I just feel that you should stay
But not for any more
Then a parting of our lips
As we whisper goodbyes
A parting of persons
Post parting of thighs
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
I am deaf on my left
And blind on my right
Please take a seat
But first choose a side
My hands are too cold
My lips colder still
Just stay at home
Guard against the chill
In the fire is a heart
Just leave it alone
I'm sure it isn't yours
For it looks like my own
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
In your eyes and on your lips
Me at your fingertips
In your eyes and on your lips
Ground between your fingertips
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