I can't look into his eyes tonight I've done it a million times before We'd find each other thru the tension and let it go But not tonight Maybe it's the air giving me brain fever but his lips sure are fuller tonight STOP I've gone under the sheets before and look where they are Just stains on a dirty mattress
I'd miss his laugh And those concerned lines that appear on his forehead after one of my beautiful mistakes collapsed into a mess on the floor I fear them disappearing with him They all leave in the morning So I just won't look him in the eye anymore I can't be your who*e too.