*Tune down half step I know you want to talk, tell me about your day, but I keep wandering off. Oh how your hair falls in front of your face while you try to keep it up. i've always paid attention to your point of view but now i want to focus on the rest of you. shame on me wanting you the way i fantisize about what id give, what id do, i just want to work you out, times like this i'm so glad that you can't read my mind. shame on me another time.