Our time is hanging on the line If you wanna know the reason Will you look into the crime Cause it's your mind, your mind
Our sex is emptiness undressed If you wanna know the secret Well you look behind the mess Cause it's your sex, your sex
Our bed is nothing like you said If you wanna see the covers Well you look inside my head Cause it's your bed, your bed
Your mind is nothing close to kind If you wanna know the feeling You can fade into my eyes Cause it's your mind, your mind
I want to make you find somebody else I want to take you nowhere, nowhere now
Our sex is nothing but a wreck If you wanna know the secret Well you gotta see the mess Cause it's your sex, your sex
Her world of jealousy is unfurled If you wanna know the reason Well you gotta see the girl Cause it's her world, her world
I want to make you find somebody else I want to take you nowhere, nowhere now I want to take you over, over now I want to see you nothing, nothing now More from T.s.o.l. (tsol)