Urs

 Slick wit, lip lick, and we sleep in our skinFast as I give in (Right into you)Too deep, too fast tooNow I can't move 'til you call and tell me toNow it's all guessing games, I'm guessing every gazeLike do you, don't you, would you even stay if you did?All I know is suddenly, without you, the bed feels too bigTryna find where your head is, but I'm losing myself in the processYou're bad for my