Saturday night burns a redness a redness on my face 

I tasted you you tasted me you were never my taste 
Now left alone with precious thoughts of half-assed half an hour stops and talk so small 
I can't remember ever saying a word 
Laced with think naiveté 
Firm delusions can't be swayed tellyourself you're happy we both know the truth 
You spoke behind the dirty talk the dirty sheets the sexy walk 
Your eyes are closed your heart is open wide and that's no good 
There is something up my sleeve there is nothing in between 
You admit that you can't see so beg my pardon 
Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you let it be 
The thought that counts is counting down the minutes till I leave, 
When I do you'll be looking for security in words 
Thought you know that you won't get it for the better for the worse 

I apologize for me 
Then I'm back in a couple of weeks 
I'm too weak to help it don't know how to end it 
I apologize for me