My Conundrum.

Well I pictured you in blue,
But I have to say I'm more partial to the red.

You walk the full length of Manhattan in no time flat
While your slow, sick words start sticking to every stair.

You always come close but you never come easy,
Her lipstick, your collar, don't bother angel, I know exactly what goes on'

You've got this silly way of keeping me on the edge of my seat
But you're only counting the clock against the train

You move slow like a daytime drama and I'm boring like his songs
We paint our sins on the ceiling, I keep them glued to my chest..it keeps me close like a promise kept.

I'm an addict for dramatics.
I confuse the two for love
"You can't tell me that you don't beg..."