“We hit it off, got along, right from the jump/ I really thought you were different and not puttin up a front/ What I saw was what I got for a couple of months/ Until secrets creeped in began disturbing the trust/ When the bond died off, became a product of lust/ I wanna talk, but it's something you will not discuss/ Lips locked, and ya mind's a safe that I can't bust/ Try to pry but it always gets worse if it's rushed/”
