Decided to sneak off away from your stomach and try your pulse
They captured what seemed all unknowing and candid but they suspected it was false
She's playful,
The boring would warn you
Be careful of her brigade
In order to tame this relentless marauder move away from the parade
She was walking on the tables
In the glasshouse,
Endearingly bedraggled in the wind,
Subtle in her method of seduction,
Twenty little tragedies begin
And she would throw her feather-boa in the road,
If she thought that it would set the scene,
Unfittingly dipped into your companions enlightened them to make you seethe
There's affection to rent,
The age of the understatement
Before the attraction ferments
Kiss me properly and pull me apart
My fingers scratch at my hair before my mind can get too reckless
The idea of seeing you here is enough to make the sweat go cold