When words aren't enough
When bodies get rough
Sooner not later
Love her not hater her
I can't live without my master debater
I can't belittle or berate her
Kiss at noon
Kiss under the moon
Feel like a spoon
No more smoke
Not without her
Make up my mind
And take the time
To fully make her mine
Not to know what they look like
Not to know the stories
Is a fucked thing to have been saddened with
Kiss at noon
Kiss under the moon
Feel like a spoon
Lay on the bed and cover my head
Give up and make like you're dead
Lay back on my bed
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