Caught

The mistress speaks a tender tongue
And all these words
Slip through my soul
"Come now lover, come here
No one need quite know
What we did under these sheets
Let the servants talk"

I'll flee this hold
On my senses
Leave her arms
Incriminating

The mistress sneaks a tender time
And all these words
Slip through my soul
"Come now lover, come here
No one need quite know
What we did in empty halls
No one here to talk"

I'll flee this hold (She comes with that look in her eyes)
On my senses
Leave her arms (She's tried this, oh, so many times)
Incriminating me

"Oh, if you won't come to my door (Who do you think I am?)
Oh, I'll send 'em right to yours (To your door, to your door)
Oh. My love is jealous (So jealous)
I'll send 'em right to yours
I'll Send my love
Send my love
Send my love
And throw away the key"

And now I'm caught
With her arms
(Even though I never did, never will, oh no)
And now I'm caught
With her arms



Credits
Writer(s): Brennan David Lawrence
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