I just want to be slightly drunk, half naked, and completely on top of someone.
As I wait I think of the million things that I could’ve said, would’ve said, should’ve said.
As I wait I I think about what you said, what you promised, what you plead.
As I wait I think how I shouldn’t have let you corrupt me, tempt me, defile me.
As I wait I think this is the last time, the last fucking time.
As I wait I think about the tears I shed… waiting.
But yet I’m still waiting. Not saying any of the things that I’m thinking.
Just here waiting… For you.