Through a thin layer of rubber And a thick rusted armour of drunken lust I think when our clothes were on We had a different image of what this was supposed to be Here's what I intended Here is the truth So here's what I intended Here is the truth The soundtrack to our meeting Fills the awkward spaces between our strained breathing And now the only thing between Between the two of us Is your blood and our sweat So here's what I intended Here is the truth And here's what I intended Here is the truth (the truth, the truth) Here is truth Here is the truth Here is. I'll disguise this whining with melody I hope that it leaves, leaves you intrigued I hope you feel, you feel what i did at the time that this was. Well the silence is pleasing Between our breathing Now its over with This is not what I intended