I touch myself
More than I should be
I think of you
Is that a good thing?
I close my eyes
And I'm right above you
Face in your thighs
You said I love you

I leave at ten
You hit the showers
Who's in your head
When you push your flower?
You close your eyes
And I'm right behind you
It's like I'm inside
When I'm not beside you

Photos of you to keep me sane
You're in the nude, I'll do the same
I scratch my skin, I sin for you
Lights going dim, my limb is blue

Photos of you to keep me sane
You're in the nude, I'll do the same
I scratch my skin, I sin for you
Lights going dim, my limb is blue