Call it mutual masturbation Coming from behind her Surfing all the waves of the curves on her body The bottle that you shake foams like ocean on the sea shore And when the bottle sprays it will make me have a seizure I'm looking at your face in the dead of night I could take you on a date but I'm not your type Are we changing like the seasons? Your judging my demeanour You tell me to pray, but I'm not a believer I sit around all day, drawing murals on my wall And think about the ways that you make my skin crawl If you ever went away, I would probably retire Your the only person in this world that's i admire