I am pissed
That I’ve had a dream about me
Necking you
Amidst an epic Clash of the Titans battle
And then we break into Walmart
You don’t even realize
That the time we were in Red Robin
Was only pretend
And that I wanted to do you
All over the damn place
Sorry if I sound perverted
But I’m full of raging hormones
And I’m allowed to think about your body
Your tattoo arm
Full of Jesus
Are you a virgin?
I hope you’re not
Even though you act like such a celibate
No one who has that much passion
Is a virgin
I’m virginal in looks
And in all technicalities
But I see me in your arms on a summer night
All the time
Your nose sniffing my hair
Sometimes its better to be vulgar
Because it gets the point across better
I’d rather just slap you
And make a fool of myself
Then tell you that
I love you
