Picaresque

A mental state, where I'm staying awake but not staying up late.
A fickle place, where I know I'm in love but I still want the change.
High betting stakes; the people I'm not get back twice what they gave.
And now I need to shave, I felt so on my own today...

Lonely minds will often wander,
And soon after, your feet could follow up.
But you wont stroll over; I cannot control how you feel.
I'm spending too much time in my mind shaping what could be real.

Why do you tease me so?
My hearts in a headlock; I cant get it out of control.
Float on me, feel with me; share in the rush when our lips get too close,
And tell me, would it be better with you than the love that I already know?

Four years of paper chase; open minds in an enclosed space:
No time for face to face, and soon after the marks that we left were erased.
But where have I been? I've hardly thought about anything.
Now shed this silent skin; I'm trying to find a voice so that we can begin.

We unwind where we got tangled up:
Stop, look, listen, but never touch.
You watch as I get into bed, volunteer to leave me alone.
But no more is no good, now I'm stuck in the mud, crawl through under my legs.

Why do you tease me so?
This hearts in a headlock; I cant get it out of control.
Float on me, feel with me; share in the rush when our lips get too close,
And tell me, would it be better with you than the love that I already know?

Why do you tease me so?
My hearts in a headlock; I cant get it out of control.
Float on me, feel with me; share in the rush when our lips get too close,
And tell me, would it be better with you than the love that I already know?