Maybe you know. You should cos it shows. Got me looking at your lips. See through your clothes. I hold you goodbye. just a little too long. We don't act like it's wrong. Say where you've been. You look to the side. Not in the eyes. no not in his eyes anymore. His eyes. I know the secret. skins you alive. But the heart is chosen. All that I want. Is to pick you up. and out of that dress. Carry you to that desk. And feel the sin of your flesh. It's all that I want. Arching your back. With that look on your face. All that I needs. an hour and space. When did it change. I guess when we started. sweeping under carpets. I talk you to sleep. And no one will know. He hasn't a heart so he can't. change your soul anymore. your soul. I know the secret. skins you alive. But the heart is chosen. All that I want. Is to pick you up. and out of that dress. Carry you to that desk. feel the sin of your flesh. Now I confess. Do you think of me less. Get it off your chest. But if you wear that dress. You do what you want. And I wanna tear your. clothes off baby. But you'd be homeless. in your heart. All that I want. Is to pick you up. and out of that dress. Carry you to that desk. feel the sin of your flesh. Now I confess. Do you think of me less. Get it off your chest. But if you wear that dress. You do what you want