your entire life is a fetish you got the looks but you ain t got the mechanics and it s my fault and i gotta get it right tracing down the back roads of this city i m tired giving in to what has been a weekend of victimless crime this harmless messenger whispers in my ear that it s time so i commit go up the stairs the second door on the right til you walked in i hadn t seen a girl that made me feel like x2 spilling my guts would you like to know more i m all out of breath it s hard to speak you re naked on the floor falling down this staircase so effortlessly i ve gotta make an exit like my entrance so convincing that i m fine so i commit go up the stairs the second door on the right until you walked in i hadn t seen a girl that made me feel like x2 spilling my guts would you like to know more i m all out of breath it s hard to speak you re naked on the floor these flashy girls they got so much time on their hands it s hard to keep up the east village would dry up if the trust funds could expire your entire life is a fetish you got the looks but you ain t got the mechanics and it s my fault and i gotta get it right  x2 spilling my guts would you like to know more i m all out of breath it s hard to speak you re naked on the floor never once did i believe that you weren t worth it but i never thought of consequences you start your fires why won t you let me see your red and deepest darkest desires i ll keep them secret