Properties of Friction

Well, the motor in the back of your neck

Is begging and calling for sex

And the lizards are laying some monstrous eggs

In an entropic tropical mess

While you're sleeping, I'm crawling

I've crept to the edge of the bed

Where you've slept for a thousand nights alone

In a cavern you call home

I'm here, so let's do this

Your hands on my legs

You say the things I want to hear

Let's please just keep touching

I don't wanna think

Please keep me from thinking

I missed your name! Can I hear it again?

I missed your name! Can I hear it again? (Can I hear it again?)

While you were talking, my eyes kept walking

Down the walkway of your neckline

So I didn't hear you begging, can I hear it again? (Can I hear it again?)

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

So many dreams have left me tired

Waking up and shaking on my own

I ignored a ticking clock to call you

And made a weapon of my phone

Poor judgment and bankrupt morals

A girl without a penny for her thoughts, I guess I like you cheap

I guess that conscience, long since gone, has sent me spiraling

So lost into the planet of your skin

There's a fear that we will end that, just won't let me begin

And though I have no qualms with lust

Your body is a howling, haunted petting zoo

That I really shouldn't touch

And as I'm walking out the door for good

I turn around to look at you and you're

You're already undressed, oh, oh

You're already undressed, oh, oh

You're already undressed

If I draw near, do you disappear?

(You're already undressed)

If I stay away, will you call my name?

(You're already undressed)