Verbs, metaphors, our love became a synergy
ur voice is my drugs, my yearnings get the best of me
I nurse the thoughts of us makin love between the sheets
our lips, our bodies, no place too unclean

But we cant, cuz ur torn between excitement and loyalty
He's the king? Your the queen, Im a joker? f**** me? royally!
Wat does that mean, Lets just be friends?
This aint child play, this is the end!

Im torn on this planet, on tectonic cuz we platonics
higher on ur scent than a korean on manolo blahniks
bad thoughts, nervous sweats, sweaty palms, panic!
but ur heart is like an ice box, and ur soul is arctic

Im here to free ur mind, heat ur soul,
from below 2 above
no stress, more love
safe sex, 1 glove
but u cant and u wont and we are torn.