Tactile (out take)

In five minutes I'll be leaving this room
She doesn't listen but my word how I swoon
When she talks
But talk is never enough

The dirty talk that's what's bothering me
And the gaudy walls of this rented property
I think I'm watching too much porn on TV
But I won't go upstairs with her if she talks to me this way

And I'm not lonely, I'm just bored
Her clothes are strewn over the living room floor
I don't want to get laid, I just want to be held
She is unfaithful to a husband 5 miles away

She lives alone and she rues her wedding day
She married beneath herself, that's what her girlfriends say
Her smile is sad but not the saddest I've ever seen
The saddest smiles are in the dirty magazines

She made me laugh and now she plans to make me scream
And petticoat hems are rising to high
Romance is dead I think I see the reason why
I don't want to get laid, I just want to be held



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Writer(s): Darren Hayman
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