Fits just right, nice and tight
This second skin of seething sin
Moves in me so languidly
To flush my cheek; it’s sanguine, sleek

I’ve been watching, waiting, feeling
Every single beat
Speaking into velvet shadows
Deep inside of me

But when he speaks, he’s breaking peace
What he needs, it isn’t me

Spare me all of your excuses,
Piety, pretenses, there’s no room in my bed
I won’t play your Delilah
Excuse you from desire to shame me in your stead

Moving slow, this afterglow
How it feels, he’ll never know
I live for me, unfettered, free
Won’t let him in beneath my skin

I’ve been watching, waiting, feeling
Every single beat
Speaking into velvet shadows
Deep inside of me

But when he speaks, he’s breaking peace
What he needs, it is not me

Spare me all of your excuses,
Piety, pretenses, there’s no room in my bed
I won’t play your Delilah
Excuse you from desire to shame me in your stead

And when I go,
Can’t share the pain, he’s left in shame
But I know there’s
No pain

Spare me all of your excuses,
Piety, pretenses, there’s no room in my bed
I won’t play your Delilah
Excuse you from desire to shame me in your stead
I come in with no pretenses
Lower my defenses, here beside my bed
I won’t play your Delilah
I know my own desire, no fire’s in my head