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two days- a weekend retreat, hence my defeat should of been expected, interested, indiscrete trying to keep the stress down to coincide with the beat there was part of me that secretly could sweep her off her feet although, I'm not a street sweeper- the dexterous type but no one said it wasn't right to text her ass all night so when it came to fight or flight, I should've chosen to write instead hitting the reply to read her lies excite we need respite and half a year's just not going to cut it for us to air out our inequities and step in the public but I'm above it, so I play the game and catch her attention call me later, I evade her and it goes without mention catch a snack and catch some Z's, wake up quarter to three Letras de cancionestell her if she's not busy, she should be chilling with me I decree we catch we a movie but she opts for the sun ain't she the type to always keep her little boy on the run (chorus:) inquiries, tests, games, questions forked tongues in cheeks with ill-intentions rendezvous blues stay in tune to our consistency we axed the climax and leapt straight into the mystery oh no, it's half past four, she's almost at the door barely gave me time to let the mind explore I implore if I can drive, bring the puppy as well 'cause it'd be nice to walk a bitch who doesn't kiss and tell I'm being humorous- she using this to gauge to gauge my affection and so I take this opportunity to teach her a lesson acting out on my independence, like I'm dealing a deck I know she's doing me favor by folding out of respect that's okay, I like the circles- used to have me a bike that I could only ride in cal-de-sacs, in guardians site so if she's right to keep on riding, I've got rage to incite until she's too frustrated to fit the frame of polite alright, I drop the spite, I'm mister colloquialism and I'm under the premonition to revoke my decision 'cause she's the closest thing to caring I could ever recall and she's as close as I could come to tearing down this wall (chorus) gripped up the game face, got a shower and glanced at the man in the mirror and then proceeded to dance I'm not an egoist, but can't resist a slight celebration the way I'm planning it, she's handing in her own resignation I've got the toys, I've got the plans- insight from infiltration I've got the words she's never heard- make contrite from tribulations and now I've even got a motive 'cause she's showing retention and even when she's sitting next to me, I can sense the apprehension like an immediate drop, my stocks plummet and crash and so I grab the device that holds my secrets and stash I can't believe I came so close to exposure of such degree with a girl that doesn't really want to kick it with me it's like she's over it, well, she should be- two years too much for her to want to be embraced or be okay with my touch its cool, I'm over it, as I should be- two years is too long to be so wrapped in somebody that you write them a song- damn it (chorus) we asked for the facts and found tact within the history I laugh at the act, it's abstract just who her mister be From Letras Mania