Do You Two Know Each
Do You Two Know Each Other? Showed up so late, but it's who you leave with that defines a date. I can tell by that look you'll be throwing your romance away again. We shake hands: new plans. I don't think your friends are going to understand. We'll make our escape by smashing through a window pane. You followed me downstairs, and now you can't go back up with all that shit in your hair... we might as well resign ourselves; I'll forgive the last time's suck-and-tell...what the hell. In the taxi, a battle: South Street is too far to travel. I know I'll regret it if I have to leave the 'hood again.
Wipe that memory off your face, like a lipstick trace. Give me something to forget again. Just when I swore that I wouldn't make any more mistakes, a lingering touch kills all my resolve, again.
Shake hands... new plans. I don't think your friends are gonna understand.