We talked about the drugs and we
Decided to abstain but still we
Locked ourselves inside and then
My fingers locked behind your head
You hooked your pinkies on my jeans
I'm 28 and your 19
Compassion x2
The innocent found soon to be
Will start to feel like currency
As we try to get it on in bed
You've given me your home and head
You part on the queen is dead
I just want to talk instead