You lifted me up and pressed me against the wall
And with my legs wrapped around your waist, you kissed me.
And the water poured over us.
And it was supposed to be romantic.
One of those moments that give me butterflies in my stomach.
But it didn't.
I finally cried on the way home.
And I think it's because you ask so much of me.
I used to just lay on your chest and think I love you.
But last night I just layed there feeling tired and empty.
And you didn't know the difference.
That's all I would ask of you is to try and know the difference.
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