You tell me.
Who are trying to convince?
You say I'm out of your league.
You say wouldn't even if you could right now.
If it's all like that then why you do think about me so much?
Why can't you tell your wondering mind to hush?
You say your not intrested.
You don't like me.
Yuck! as if.
What do you need to do to get it through my head?
How can y make it plain to me that you can't stand me?
I have no problem taking a hint if that's you truly feel.
However, I not the one that needs convincing.
You don't need to convince me because, I never gave chase.
I never persuaded.
I stayed in my place.
I didn't play a postion.
I don't play games.
I shot a couple of shots indirectly and assumed I must have been talking about you.
Tell yourself what ever you need to.
Go ahead.Call me ugly.
Call me thirsy.
Call me whatever you need to in order to convince yourself that I am "simply" not it.
Just rember when you get done BS'n with yourself you started it.
You prepared a seat for me at the table of your lusty desires.
"You" abosred the the notion of "me" setting your legs a quiver and igniting your urges.
You think of new ways to diss me but you really want to kiss me.
Maybe not kiss...so much.
Your definitely curious about my touch.
You want me to handle you oh so rough.
You want to straddle me until your face is flushed and hair is musked.
Lets be adults.
You wanna try the ish.
Don't worry it's alright.
I won't give you away.
I know the truth.
Say what say.
We both know what actually mean.
I'm fluent in you speak.
Your fantasy can become a reality when your really ready.
For now my sweet, just use me to dream.
