She thinks he doesn't see the way she looks at him
When she thinks that no one is watching
and he sees her fast glances out of the corner of my eye
Drinking him in with a lust filled heart
his sharp claws and testosterone dipped words
She kisses his lips and it tastes like lies
like ash from a fire that burnt out long ago
They're just together now with nothing between them
The golden couple who can do no wrong
He thinks she doesn't see the way he looks at her
A yearning to touch what can't be touched
A wanting to give into the rebellion she so greatly represent
A look of love and of truth beyond the conformity
He thinks she doesn't know
But even if she couldn't read minds , she could still read his face
She thinks he doesn't know
But even if his world is completely red, he can still see the truth in black and white.
Both sneaking away into the night
Perfection tarnished by their own heart's mad desire
When will you tell her, she asks
Soon, he says,
as he feels the heat of her skin through the thin spandex shield
When will you tell him, he asks
Soon she says,
as she feels his breath and buries her head into his hairy chest
Conformity and Fear makes Fools of us All