sexydeltagirl
12-19-06, 11:19 PM
The fighting it never stops...
The good and bad side a constant struggle...
Wanting to remain faithful to this....
This promise I made to him....
Saying that I'd keep my legs closed..
Eyes shut...
Living life like Stevie Wonder...
In the darkness...
Yet the sudden urges to venture towards...
The dark side is a constant echo in my brain...
I'm not supposed to be tied down...
I'm supposed to be able to spread my captivating presense to..
Whoever I choose...
Talk to this one and that one...
Dinners, lunch, quickies in the bathroom....
Romancing them with my eyes....
As they dart to their mid-section...
Courting, instant connections in the making, infatuation confused with love..
She's dressed in all white on my right side - all black to my left...
They are screaming and yelling at each other and my...
Curiorsity is caught in the middle....
Yet the angelic presense keeps on winning...
Cause she constantly reminds me of what I'd be losing...
A man that loves me like it's his only purpose in this life...
Who guards me as I sleep and coats me with butterfly kisses to...
Use as a weapon to fight a bad day....
I can't lose him...
Yet the dark side keeps on trying...
Saying that he'll never find out....
He won't suspect a thing...
I could cover my traces with phone calls and mindblowing sex...
While I have late night phone calls and visits from them....
So as I sit in my car in front of his house...
The dark side is chanting "go in" "go in"
I quickly dial his number and promptly say...
I'm not feeling so good tonight...
Maybe we can hook up another day...
The good and bad side a constant struggle...
Wanting to remain faithful to this....
This promise I made to him....
Saying that I'd keep my legs closed..
Eyes shut...
Living life like Stevie Wonder...
In the darkness...
Yet the sudden urges to venture towards...
The dark side is a constant echo in my brain...
I'm not supposed to be tied down...
I'm supposed to be able to spread my captivating presense to..
Whoever I choose...
Talk to this one and that one...
Dinners, lunch, quickies in the bathroom....
Romancing them with my eyes....
As they dart to their mid-section...
Courting, instant connections in the making, infatuation confused with love..
She's dressed in all white on my right side - all black to my left...
They are screaming and yelling at each other and my...
Curiorsity is caught in the middle....
Yet the angelic presense keeps on winning...
Cause she constantly reminds me of what I'd be losing...
A man that loves me like it's his only purpose in this life...
Who guards me as I sleep and coats me with butterfly kisses to...
Use as a weapon to fight a bad day....
I can't lose him...
Yet the dark side keeps on trying...
Saying that he'll never find out....
He won't suspect a thing...
I could cover my traces with phone calls and mindblowing sex...
While I have late night phone calls and visits from them....
So as I sit in my car in front of his house...
The dark side is chanting "go in" "go in"
I quickly dial his number and promptly say...
I'm not feeling so good tonight...
Maybe we can hook up another day...