(verse 1)
A mustache erases the babyface. Must I ask if there's a man in place of me when I leave, and if that man has been yours faithfully? Probably not because it's not the nature of man. Not that he hates you, but let me take your hand. Skin so soft and delicate... rough on the palm... I know what's going on. You're handling and deal with a lot. It's evident. But I'm right in front of you, so... come on! It is what it needs to be. We can live this effortlessly, endlessly, over and over, until we bend sleep. As if getting sleep is what we need. You're on your grind, I grind. I grind with you. I find you to be new.
(hook)
There'll be no wonder tonight.
I just want to be what you like.
And what
you love.
And I'ma give it to you, just like you need it.!.!.!.
(verse 2)
Our daytime sex is nocturnal, when we wish it and reflect it. Difference is, I get the distance. Call it states. Call it state of mind(s). Call it an argument away from... being all I find to be... me. I cannot betray me, so how could I betray you? But I'm not what you need, because I do not display proof that I'm truly the dude in the game. So... do you, I guess. My fair lady. My fair dame. Claire Danes in a clear flick. Not clear to me, 'cause I don't hear shit. I just wanna be who you're clear with. Call it desperation. It's a misTAKE! you're making, by walking away. 'Cause you're making me want that ass! But nowadays, Charles doesn't chase. So... if I want you, I'll just keep it 100 with The Past.
(hook)
There'll be no wonder tonight.
I just want to be what you like.
And what
you love.
And I'ma give it to you, just like you need it.!.!.!.
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Dedicated to someone. You know who you are. I'll leave you alone. It'll hurt, but that's how it's gotta be.
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Dedicated to someone. You know who you are. I'll leave you alone. It'll hurt, but that's how it's gotta be.
I know what I need to know.
#comma
