Saturday Night

Saturday night burns
 A redness on my face
 I tasted you
 You tasted me
 You were never my taste
 Now left alone
 With precious thoughts of half - assed half an hour stops
 And talk so small I can't remember every single word
 Laced with think naivete
 Firm delusions can't be swayed
 Tell yourself you're happy
 We both know the truth
 It's false behind the dirty talk
 The dirty sheets
 The sexy walk
 Your eyes are closed
 Your heart is open wide
 And that's no good
 There is something up my sleeve
 There is nothing in between
 You and me that you can't see
 So beg my pardon
 Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you
 Let it be
 The thought that counts is
 Counting down the minutes 'till I leave
 And when I do you'll be looking for security in words
 Though you know that you won't get it for the better
 For the worse
 There is something up my sleeve
 There is nothing in between
 You and me that you can't see
 So beg my pardon
 I apologize for me
 Then I'm back in a couple weeks
 I'm too weak to help it
 Don't know how to end it
 I apologize for me
 There is something up my sleeve
 There is nothing in between
 You and me that you can't see
 So beg my pardon
 There is something up my sleeve
 There is nothing in between
 You and me that you can't see
 So beg my pardon