I wake up to the smell of you
filling my senses
it's nothing new

I lay here in my own sweat
evidence from last night still tucked in my bed

the morning sun breaks me
from my fantasy
about you
what did we do last night?
doesn't it matter?

I bathe in the thoughts
that you might love me
I love you lots
there's no where I'd rather be

so lie to me, no matter how dark
about how I'm the only one in your heart

your lies taste so sweet
please keep feeding them to me
I promise I won't complain
as long as you plan on staying