"You think too much;
Feel your way through life."
Your shaking touch,
Your eyes so full of strife
Your arms alive,
Your kisses full of dreams
You love to drive,
Your voice so full of screams.

Your heart beats fast
Your hands pull me with lust
Let's make this last
Before we turn to dust
"You think too much;
Feel your way through life."
Just be my crutch
Impale me with your knife

You moan and grasp
My manhood in your hands
I grab your ass
And thrust away my plans
Your palm is cold
I shiver in your arms
The truth be told
This does more good than harm

I stroke your skin
Electrify your cares
It's where I've been
I still can't help but stare
"I wanna fuck,"
You whisper in my face
You kinda suck
I'm feeling up your lace

I touch your arm
And tenderly undress
Your awkward charm
I carefully caress
Your eyes reproach
My pretexts of romance
Your legs encroach
You're taking off my pants

Your moves are fake
All stolen from a porn
If I partake
My consciousness is shorn
I can't hold on
I'm ready to give in
My doubts are gone
I find myself within

A point of white
My hand is down your skirt
It's 4 at night;
You're taking off my shirt
But something clicks;
I push you off my cock
It's 4:06;
I'm staring at the clock

"Is something wrong?
'Cause fuck, that felt so right."
"It's been so long
Let's call this day a night."
"Are you okay?
Did I do something wrong?"
"No; what a lay!
I just should get along."

"Well hey, I'm wet
I'm thinking that you're gay!"
"It's just, I bet
My conscience will decay
This pointless sex
Done only to amuse
Without latex
Seems just to be a ruse."

"You're such a fag,"
You spit and grab my dick
Then take a drag
Your habits make me sick
You leave the room
And take with you three beers,
A bag of shrooms,
And plenty of my fears.

I thought too much,
Afraid I was a nerd
Convinced your touch
Would help me to be heard
But now I know
To let my feelings be
My heart aglow
My body feeling free.