I'm driving down; down Virginia
I don't even know why I'm going to you
It took me a while to get your house
But I don't think that you even noticed
Now were talking about his tongue in your mouth
How you like the taste, and his smile, and everything else about him
And you're telling me how you crave him, how he feels you, and you're body on his fingertips
You're the kind of girl I'd slow dance with at night
But you'd rather stay in bed naked, frozen in time, always getting high
I'll remember us, you and me, lying in your bed; it's always on my mind
But if you could be my girl but break my heart, I promise you this
It's fine