Will you be mine?
I'm only curious.

love at first-sight. I haven't seen a better image
I was drunk, but her eyes had a gleam that kept my interest
It wasn't the intoxicated state that made me cave into her sacred-space
up-close and personal, I knew she was my saving-grace
we skipped the small-talk and let our lips connect for language' sake
admiring eachother's features, and our greatest traits
she's playing with my piercings while I kiss her face
and make her feel as beautiful as I can make her
wait...I can tell that neither of us felt this loved or accepted,
so the touching opened up deep discussion
on how tough it is to be us in a world that wants nothing of it
I hold her close as she tells me never to change
I said, "I won't; as long as you just remember the same."
We let our demons come out until we dreaded the pain
Listened to her dreams...
telling her, "you can do anything with no effort or strain.
I promise."

Was it the drugs, the drink, or the rush?
It's hard to decipher. I think it was Love
I met my Goddess next to a bottle of vodka
Head filled up with marijuana. Yeah, we were so gone.
But, it felt so real. So real...
I know that it was real, still (x2)

Will you be mine?
I'm only curious.

My septum-ring fling came and then went
As much as I wish she ended up staying,
I pray that we meet again and remain
What's a one-night stand? I may be too fragile
Heart-strings around my adam's apple is a huge gamble
Every word I speak's sincere. You want to leave this here,
but really ain't seeing clear; your view's scrambled
This party-life is so fleeting; we should up and leave it, Dear
what's the meaning? The reason is we're bleeding fear
of what'll happen if we cut the act and get forreal
I ain't with the empty feelings. I want to connect and heal
I want to respect you, but caress you still.
Your first-impression had me sweatin' like an Ex Pill...
And I've read the drill; I'm a fool if I let you pass me by
These heartless goons think it's cool to wave a hand goodbye
but, it ain't me. I'm looking for the girl of my dreams,
and it may seem a little bit unclassy that we're faded greatly
But, I'm wide awake. When it's over, this won't be my mistake
I'm a pro at breaking cliches and re-writing fate
After this is done, just let me know the deal
Because I know it's real