her

Every second counts I don't wanna talk to you anymore, and All these little games You can call me by the name I gave you Yesterday, yeah Every minute counts I don't wanna watch TV anymore, yeah Can you figure me out? Just doin' to waste more time on the couch Can you see me? I'm waiting for the right time I can't read you, but if you want, the pleasure's all mine Can you see me using everything to hold back? I guess this could be worse Walkin' out the door with your bags Walkin' out the door with your bags Pour your glass of wine Mitchell told me I should be just fine, yeah Cases under the bed Spill it open, let it rush to my head I don't wanna be forward, I don't wanna cut corners Savor this with everything I have inside of me I'm not the type to run, I know that we're having fun But what's the rush? Kissing, then my cheeks are so flushed Tell you how I felt Sugar coated melting in your mouth Pardon my emotions I should probably keep it all to myself Know you'd make fun of me