I imagined you walking in
The shadows on your silly grin
Your words resonating hot with sin
There was oil in my blood
Or maybe something slicker
Tried to thin you off my mind
But you're only getting thicker
I hardly even know you
But I feel you like the sun
I could stay right here forever
But I really have to run
It's that humanistic fever
Denial of the truth
When your turn off the receiver
And try to seem aloof
Honesty for robberies
There's passion in the pain
Your eyes avoid my contact
But I feel it just the Same
